All new words that I have come across since I stated my blog.

It’s mad, that it takes being diagnosed with a Mental Illness, to be told you need to look after your well being.

I sat and thought.

‘ Did I really look after it before I was diagnosed’

I guess life is precious and even though we want to live it to the fullest, we must look after ourselves. Even if, we are not suffering with an Illness.

I am now sat wondering why I wasn’t thinking about my well-being before all this happened. The PTSD, the Postnatal Depression and birth trauma.

What was I doing to look after myself, before this all happened. The truth is I don’t know.

I have always been focused on caring for others, hence why I worked in the NHS for so long, up until my trauma that is. But that’s another story.

I have looked back and realised I never actually took time for myself, to gather my thoughts and just focus on myself. I was always putting others first. I still care what people think. I don’t think I will ever get over that willingness, to want to care for others. But I now realise it’s not worth it if I sacrifice myself.

I’m on my antidepressants and doing well. I have bad days but I seem to get through them a lot easier since having my increase. Therapy has helped too.

Writing is my escape, I love to get things off my chest. I use my blog like a diary. A diary that’s public, Sorry! May not be so fun to read at times.

I wanted to be open so that if your sat at home having a flick through twitter and come across my blog post. You think, ‘gosh I’ve been there.’ Hopefully you may feel less lonely.

Here’s hoping.

So I am now nearly fours years on since my trauma and diagnosis. It has been a roller-coaster for sure. It has not been easy. But I’ve had support, I’ve gone to therapy twice and started antidepressants. I was clearing my cupboard the other day and came across a copy of my hospital notes. I sat and glared at them. All the awful things they did to me.

I started ripping it up. It felt great. Before I felt like I couldn’t let go of them, like I had to hold onto them for some reason. It was such a relief to just rip them up and throw them on the bin. I wanted to burn them but I thought that was going a bit far ha!

I am hoping next year will be full of more ups than downs. But I am better prepared now if there are more Downs.

Were you aware of well being, mindfulness and self-care, prior to your Mental Illness? Or is it just me.

Mummy Thomas

Mummy Thomas Blog



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  1. I think self-care must be one of this year’s buzzwords, it’s everywhere and even has the whole of September dedicated to it! But that’s not the same as looking after yourself when you have mental health issues though and this is why posts like yours are so important. They raise awareness that self-care isn’t just bubble baths and candles, it’s about being kind to yourself and cutting yourself some slack when things get too much. Thank you for sharing, Kerry, an illuminating read as always xx

    Lisa | http://www.lisasnotebook.com

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