Walking and depression

This morning I decided to take part in a different activity in my local area. Although I have gorge walked in the past, I have never experienced it like this before. The activity can be dangerous, and you most definitely need to know what you are doing, and have the right equipment, but it is the most fun I have personally had in a long time. I decided to write this post, not to talk about gorge walking as a whole, or share my experience of the activity in my local area, but talk about the impact activities such as this have had on my mental health. 67293805_384584232191137_8984143951900442624_n Since my breakdown last year, I have been searching for an activity that will take my mind of everyday struggles, and although hiking and walking is still a personal favourite, I just cant beat the feeling of success after climbing up a flowing waterfall. Once I reach the top of the waterfall, although tired and dehydrated, I feel a sense of purpose. A feeling of ability and strength, that if I am strong enough to climb up a rocky waterfall, then I am strong enough to fight of my inner demons. 66771586_355592085123751_9047135462682001408_n A year ago yesterday I began this blog, and started sharing my story with the world. I never thought I would have the response I have had, but it has proved to me that not all stories should be kept quiet. Sharing this story has turned my life around completely, and turned me into the stronger person I am today. This morning I woke up for the first time in a while, with a smile on my face and a feeling of success. I can now see myself with a future, and one I am most definitely willing to work and fight for. Screen Shot 2019-01-18 at 07.14.04
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