It has taken me a while, but I was thinking on the way home from Belfast that I should break out the lap top and sit down and write this blog 'properly.' It has been neglected in favour of heartbroken torment, sleeping, and general tiredness. I thought it would make me feel better to have yet another travel blog, to create things tends to make me feel better, and eventually does take my mind off other things.
I was feeling kind of sad or depressed most of the day, and I read my spiritual book 'F*ck It', for comfort. I decided that perhaps it was entirely normal to feel sad or depressed after a major heart break, and perhaps entirely normal to feel that way in life in general. Once I accepted this was just how I was at the moment, I felt better.
It takes a while to mend a broken heart, and according to 'F*ck it,' when you are uncertain and confused, there are always a million and one people to prey on your vulnerability and give you 'advice'. This generally confuses you more. People are sometimes just irritating..
Anyway, sometimes the experts are wrong, and people are full of endlessly unhelpful advice and even more traumatising stories, and you are better off following your gut instincts. I decided to apply this to my current heart break, and the angst ridden stories I have been circling around since I managed to run into more 'un-helplful, though perhaps that is a point, advice.' These things can get to you when you are sensitive and vulnerable, it can be a lot harder to push away and just take the 'helpful' parts.
And now we are randomly singing happy birthday to a fellow quaker...there is cake...
CAKE!
I was feeling kind of sad or depressed most of the day, and I read my spiritual book 'F*ck It', for comfort. I decided that perhaps it was entirely normal to feel sad or depressed after a major heart break, and perhaps entirely normal to feel that way in life in general. Once I accepted this was just how I was at the moment, I felt better.
It takes a while to mend a broken heart, and according to 'F*ck it,' when you are uncertain and confused, there are always a million and one people to prey on your vulnerability and give you 'advice'. This generally confuses you more. People are sometimes just irritating..
Anyway, sometimes the experts are wrong, and people are full of endlessly unhelpful advice and even more traumatising stories, and you are better off following your gut instincts. I decided to apply this to my current heart break, and the angst ridden stories I have been circling around since I managed to run into more 'un-helplful, though perhaps that is a point, advice.' These things can get to you when you are sensitive and vulnerable, it can be a lot harder to push away and just take the 'helpful' parts.
And now we are randomly singing happy birthday to a fellow quaker...there is cake...
CAKE!
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