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This morning, I have been making sure that I rest and slept in. As when I woke up at 6am I was still very tired. 377 more words
Recovering from any harmful habit or addiction is seldom a straightforward process. I wrote this one after a relapse, during the period where I was starting to realize what had happened to me with my addiction, and I was just beginning to think “this is not what I want to be for the rest of my life.” The experience that this poem describes has happened many times over the past few years, and while I now know it is not a hopeless situation, it can be terrifying and devastating. 77 more words
Last week I told my occupational therapist that I’m worried I’m starting to get the winter blues. I told her how it’s only September and I’m already trying to shut out the dark; how I hide from it by closing my curtains as soon as I get home from work and do my best to avoid leaving the house once the sun starts to go down; how I don’t want to run in the dark, so soon I won’t be able to run at all on the days when I’m working; how I’ve started taking my anti-anxiety medication in the evenings because I get anxious when natural light disappears; how I’m checking BBC Weather each morning to see how much daylight I have left today; how it’s just a month before the clocks go back and I’m panicking. 684 more words