Weight: 16st 2lb
I've been on quite a new me kick lately. I've joined the gym and actually enjoy going (really wouldn't have called that). I'm eating much more healthily, trying to get a bit of balance in my life and feel more together. Its difficult- probably more difficult than it should be.
Because, for some reason, I find myself feeling a bit unhappy. I'm starting to come to the conclusion that I might actually need to see someone. Both my parents have suffered from depression, so genetics aren't on my side. And there's nothing I can put my finger on, but my mind feels crowded. It's one of the reasons I've found the gym so positive; the time on the cross-trainer works as almost a meditative experience and is starting to make me feel less cluttered.
In the spirit of this improvement, I'm having another stab at writing therapy. Or maybe I'm just more part of the selfie-generation than I'd like to admit, and this is merely self-aggrandising writing. Either way, I guess it suits my purpose.
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