Okay, so I’ll try and not be a complete ‘Debbie Downer’ throughout this whole post. But it might not be easy, so if you have never suffered from a chronic illness, you probably won’t understand the frustration I have and may want to skip this post in its entirety.
Those of you who are still with me, thanks for sticking around to hear me rant for a few paragraphs; I like to introduce you to the mental health, and physical problems that I have to endure while I have a fantastic adventure of a lifetime. Okay, so let’s get this straight first, it, not all sunshine and rainbows twenty-four seven while your travelling. Sorry to burst that shiny bubble but shitty things happen even when you’re trying to have an amazing adventure of a lifetime.
So if you haven’t read it already, I have mental health and physical health problems. I have anxiety and depression – TRAVELLING WITH ANXIETY AND DEPRESSION -. Now have been diagnosed with a stomach ulcer, ugh I’m currently making the saddest face possible.
We haven’t got anything scheduled to do for a few weeks; we have no car, and we have a lot of website/blog stuff that needs to be sorted out. So I’m chained to this laptop and were stuck in Lee’s mum’s house until further notice, ugh. Okay, I might be being I little mellow dramatic at this point, but I’ve never been one to do the same thing day in day out. Even when I was working 9 to 6 every day in my job as an area manager, it was completely different every day. Just the thought of not having a fantastic adventure planned makes my mental health worse. I feel like I’m wallowing in my sickness instead of beating it.
Every time I do something I’ve never done before, it’s a big FUCK YOU to my anxiety and depression! But with the added side effects of suffering from the physical pains of having a stomach ulcer, there are days I wonder why I’m here and away from the comfort of my family and more supportive surroundings.
Without Lee I don’t know how I would have got as far as this, he is incredible support and knows just what to say to me. He’s stern when I need it, and he gives me a hug when he doesn’t know what to say.
All I want is to explore what this world has to offer, and not be tied down and consuming myself with the negative thoughts I have. Maybe that’s too much to ask but at times, and for that, I hate the way my brain works sometimes.
So take those pills and endure because; things don’t change because of your travelling. Don’t let the weak points ruin the high points, because sometimes, you only have one chance.