I have realised (and not for the first time either) if I truly want to be happy I need to a) fall in love with myself (falling in like with myself first would probably be a good start tbh), and b) stop taking things personally.
The thing is, I have this underlying feeling I’m not good enough for anyone, or anything: smart, cool, pretty, likeable, loveable – whatever, it doesn’t matter because it’s not me. Sometimes I just feel like the out-of-place weird, gawky kid that had glasses bigger than her face and no friends. Continue reading →
kindness in words creates confidence. kindness in thinking creates profoundness. kindness in giving creates love. Lao Tzu
Seeing as ‘acts of kindness’ is apparently one of the happiness activities that I may find the most rewarding, I have decided I am going to do five good deeds per week – no matter how small (I was going to say no matter how big, or small – but let’s be realistic here, I can’t afford to pay for someone to go on a round the world trip, so that just ain’t gonna happen).
Apparently if you’re going to do 5 small things for others for optimum ‘happiness results’ it’s best to do them all in one day, otherwise they may not be distinguishable from what you would normally do, but I figure baby steps first, right? Right. Anyway, here’s what I’ve done so Far: Continue reading →
On Sunday a friend of mine lent me a book called ‘The How Of Happiness‘, which has been, for me at least, an enjoyable and interesting read. Yes, it’s a self-help book, but it’s one that doesn’t make me want to go: “Oh for fuck’s sake, will you just shut the fuck up you condescending asshat?!” – which is the effect most self-help books have on me.
I guess the reason I like this book so much is because it isn’t one of those ‘touchy-feely-if-you-want-it-you-will-get-it’ type books, it’s practical and empowering and as my friend put it: “it’s based on actual scientific research instead of the usual self-help bullshit”. Word Continue reading →
This month I have decided I need to force myself out of my comfort zone; so I’m going to do something that usually scares the shit out of me: hang out with myself more – in public.
I’m not too sure what it is about being alone in public that makes me nervous, but it makes me pretty anxious. Hell, I couldn’t even go Christmas shopping alone until a few years ago, which gets a bit tricky/awkward when your friends aren’t around and you need to buy presents for your family… Continue reading →
The title of this blog post is reference to one of the best books I’ve read on depression: I Had A Black Dog; it’s short, to the point, and pretty much sums up exactly how I’ve felt when I’ve been depressed: It is exactly like having a Black Dog you wish would just piss off, but continues to linger around.
Depression. You either get it or you don’t – not literally get it – just understand it.
People who don’t ‘get it’ are constantly saying things like “it’s all in your head” and “everyone feels a bit down sometimes, it’s just how life is”, and while both statements are true neither are helpful. Continue reading →