For those that know me, know that I am a lover of the outdoors. As I have mentioned in previous posts, I find natural environments both relaxing and peaceful, an antidepressant of sorts. So when it came to setting up a new office for the blog, I couldn’t think of any place better than one with a view of my local woods.
There is something soothing about working overlooking the birds and trees, especially on a beautiful day. I am lucky enough to live surrounded by forestry, with local walks and hikes right outside my front door. In fact, after moving here with my parents almost two years ago, I felt a change in my emotions. It was almost as if the new surroundings and fresh air helped to ease my depression, which is why I call it my personal antidepressant. No matter my mood, for many it can be a cup of tea, for me it’s a little walk up to the surrounding mountains and woods.
Hello all! I have been thinking long and hard about what to write for my next blog post, and have decided to share stories from my readers themselves! Throughout the year I have had many responses and stories shared to me personally, but as you know have never posted them. So I am writing this post to encourage all (if you want to) of my readers to share! If you are happy for me to post your story then please let me know! Feel free to comment or contact me personally.
My aim for this is to turn the spotlight onto you for a while, as I believe although my story is not over, a great deal of it has been shared.
I am really looking forward to reading your stories!
As most of you would know, as well as running Daisies and Bruises, I am also a full time university student. Working on both has been challenging, but as you can imagine I could not possibly give up either one.
Daisies and Bruises is currently averaging in around 300-500 views a day, which comes with a high demand to post content regularly. I am looking for volunteers to help with this work load!
All I am looking for is a few people happy to send content over a few times a week for the blog. As you may know, Daisies and Bruises is currently focussed around mental health, so any posts relating to this topic would be brilliant, all though I am happy to accept anything in relating topics.
All posts submitted will be credited, and if you have your own blog or website, that will be linked on the post also.
To apply, please email me on:
and tell me a little about yourself, and if possible submit a piece of writing.
Whilst walking along what is probably known as the busiest street in the United Kingdom, I began to understand the true concept of shopping addiction. Along the famous Oxford Street, I witnessed young men and women rushing from store to store, purchasing numerous unneeded items.
Whilst purchasing my first item of the day in a small boutique, I came across a tall, middle-aged woman. She was determined to find the right pair of shoes for her daughter’s birthday and would clearly not settle for anything less than ordinary. She was a rude woman, stubborn and loud, treating the staff like rubbish on the side of a road. I knew from her 14 shopping bags, to be exact, that she was a careless woman with her money. Much like this woman, I too was often spending money without a consequence, not a pound in my pocket could not be spent. But this woman turned shopping into an art, she made it look so simple, yet so frustrating. On her last attempt to convince the staff to order a specific pair of shoes, her cheeks started to turn red, her eyes bulging and her temper growing.
She was addicted… ill. She had no reason to need these shoes, but it was almost as if her mind was telling her that she did. Soon in frustration, she stormed out of the store, across the street and into another small boutique. I can only imagine the suffering she would have endeared on the poor staff, and I do question as to whether she finally found her much needed shoes or not. I never understood the meaning of an addiction, but much like any other, shopping can become an illness, taking over your life. The need to live like a Kardashian, without the money to do so.
It is a very common fact that those suffering with depression often forget about the rules of money. I know that I personally spent almost all of my savings whilst having my breakdown as a way to distract myself from everyday struggles. I was lucky enough to seek professional help that would not only allow me to express my emotions in a one to one session, but offer financial support also. If you find yourself starting to stray away from responsibilities and shopping more than usual, I urge you too seek support urgently. One thing I learnt in this experience was that spending all this money caused nothing but more stress and grief. It was a nice feeling to wear those new pare of shoes for a little while, but it soon wore off when I suddenly could no longer pay for my bills.
No matter the mood, we often need a little ‘pick me up’. I have decided to share with you my top 5 self care tips! I hope you find them as helpful as I do.
Clean room, clean mind One thing I have learned over the years, is that when you surround yourself with a clean environment, it instantly cleans your mind of those nasty thoughts. Whenever I am starting to feel stressed or down, my first move is always to clean my room!
A nice cuppa This might possibly be the most British thing I have ever said, but there really isn’t anything that cannot be solved with a nice cup of tea. I often find when I’m feeling especially down, I am always cold! All I want to do is snuggle up in bed, but there are unfortunately often times you cannot. So my problem solver for this situation, is a cuppa of course!
My favourite show Another self care trick I have, is to pop on my current favourite show. I often go for something light hearted or comical on certain days, but whatever works for you!
Crafts I have always been an arts and crafts kind of person, so this may not be helpful to those that aren’t. That being said, I find crafts very therapeutic, especially with some soothing music in the background!
Music! This one may seem a little obvious, but I can honestly say I wouldn’t be the person I am today without music. Whenever I am having a bad day, all I need to do is pop a little music on! Whether it be my favourite song, or just some chilled out music, my mood instantly lifts. And before I know it, I have gone from crying on my bed, to dancing around my room singing Mamma Mia.