CONTENT WARNING: This post contains mentions of mental health difficulties and suicide, which some people may find triggering.
My mental health has always been a rollercoaster. And not the good kind either. I’m talking the old rickety type where safety is a complete unknown and the ride operator isn’t paying attention. Before I came out, it was full of unpredictability. I used to want off this ride and to be cured so desperately. I just wanted to be “normal”. But, as I’ve come to realise, there’s no such thing as normal.
Today marks 8 weeks since my facial surgery. 8 WEEKS!!!! Time flies when your face is kind of numb!! Speaking of time…did you know there are only 3 months left of this decade?! 😳 Anyhoo, back to this post which is just a quick update. My face is healing well. Really well. A lot of people at work cannot believe it’s only been 8 weeks, or that I even had surgery at all.Read More »
As some of you may know, I absolutely love pandas. I mean, what’s not to love about those bamboo-loving, forward-rolling little babes? They’re an icon. A symbol of hope and determination to just be themselves, regardless of what the world thinks they should do. They’re survivors too. Until recently they were critically endangered. Yeh, human intervention (such as dedicated sanctuaries and breeding programmes) have helped…but pandas still do things their way. Like me, pandas love to sleep too. Haha.Read More »