This was meant to be a letter from the younger E, to the E I am today. I wrote it after Imi Lo's journal prompt in her book Emotional sensitivity and intensity. (I'd definitely recommend the book). Sometimes mixed up. Dear E Life is a journey that isn't always going to be easy. You're going…
In a years time I want to…
I'd appreciate thoughts. I think I'm being really realistic here although it's noncomprehensive as was just writing (I can only 'just write', I don't know how to edit or alter what I say. I only know how to just let my pen or in this case finger talk). I think it's realistic because I didn't…
LTM: 14th September 2020
Dear E Welcome to a new day. Of possibility. Of hope. Of sunshine. I just wanted to drop you a line to tell you how proud I am of you.I'm proud that you're here.I'm proud of you for choosing life, or not choosing death- the easy way out.I'm proud of you for practicing mindfulness.I'm proud…
I’m tired.
Journalling 103 (5) GP App and referrals
I saw my GP today. Last week wrote up with him a referral for the CMHT. I asked him for a copy of the letter the therapist from primary care services sent to him. I called up primary care services for a copy and they told me my GP can give me a copy. Her…
Letter to myself: 16th August 2020. I love you and I’m glad you’re here.
Dear E I'm glad you're here. I'm grateful to be on this journey. And I'm hopeful for where this journey could lead. I'm with you always E, and I will be with you always. Through the ups and through the downs. Keep rebuilding. Take the pieces and create something new. You get to choose what…
Dialogue with myself about Hope and Destruction
19th July 2020 E, who is running the show?Life, I think.What does 'Life' look like?Not Life. Hope is.What does 'Hope' look like?Not like Destruction. What does Destruction look like?I can't see because it is so all encompassing that it is everything so not possible to define it.What does Hope want?Love.Can you give Hope Love?No. I…
Inner child
I often would fantasise at night. As in imagine myself in a situation. Not healthy fantasies. I've been listening to ACA meetings - adult children of alcoholics. My parents weren't alcoholics for the record. I've really related to it. The depiction of feelings. Of black and white thinking. Approval. Can go on. So the last…
Letter to myself 10th August. I love you.
E I love you. I don't know how to take your pain away. And I guess I don't need to take your pain away. You're allowed to hurt. You're allowed to exist. You're allowed to be. I know you can't hear me. I know you don't believe me. I'll keep telling you until you know…
Journey to life 