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I don’t know if it’s just me but New Years makes my anxiety rocket from say a five to a ten quicker than you can say New Years. The thought of watching the count down, 3,2,1 and it’s 2019, sends shivers down my spine. I know many of you won’t understand but maybe a handful of you do. All I can think about is what could happen in the year to come. Whether loved ones will be with me this time next year, whether I’ll be better as a person or I will be the person I would hate to be. I know that I’m the only one who can ensure I don’t turn into the person who I would hate to be. But time moves so fast and it won’t stop for anyone. Even though you may feel at one point in the year that everything stops, because something has happened that makes life feel so still and empty.

Life is so precious, it’s so easy to take for granted. I’ve done it, I’m sure you have too. It’s mad that we only realise that we take it for granted when something happens that puts things into perspective. One saying I always stick by and strongly believe in, is everything happens for a reason. When something happens, that is life changing, I feel whether you’re religious or not, God or life has put that obstacle in your way for a reason. Because maybe experiencing this will help shape you into a better YOU. Help you realise that this is your life, you only have one shot so take the experience fully on board and you never know, maybe you’ll understand why this happens.

Believe in yourself, never doubt. I know for myself I probably spend the majority of my time doubting my decisions, this is something I want to change, not for anyone else but for myself. Don’t ever let anyone rule what you want to do. I feel if you truly believe in something you’ll get your head down and work for it. Unfortunately, things like this aren’t given to you on a plate, you’ve got to get on with it and face it head on.

This year I don’t want to set a resolution, because I feel that they are just empty promises to myself. They don’t mean anything to me. I just want to set myself little goals every week. To work on myself, to better myself, get rid of the fake people who wouldn’t even think twice about me. Toxic relationships – gone. I’m going to be selfish, being selfish doesn’t harm anyone. If you think, when you board a plane and the safety briefing commences, the flight attendant will explain “oxygen masks will drop from above…..put your own mask on first before anyone else’s”. This is classed as being Selfish. Selfishness isn’t a bad thing just don’t take advantage of it.

To you who is reading this. Thank you so much for this year, starting this blog has helped me in so many ways. More than you can imagine. It’s incredible to think that I’ve helped some of you reading this. This is honestly something I cannot even comprehend. I cannot believe that you’re taking time out of your day to read my posts. I’m sorry I haven’t been posting much lately, I’m hoping to get back on schedule again.

Hope you all had an incredible Christmas. And happy new year to you all! I wish you all the best take care of yourselves.

Megs xoxo (Instagram: Megjune99)

The Storm.

I feel like Mental health is like the weather. When the sun is shining or it’s just a genuinely beautiful day, you may be having the best day mentally, your anxiety is at bay or you’ve actually made it out of bed. But when the weather changes, whether that is in the same day as the sunshine, it rains, but when it rains it pours. The rain resembles the negative thoughts, the over whelming feeling of anxiety or your depression has hit an all time low. The rain lingers, turns to thunder, then lightning but still continues to rain. You feel there is no rainbow in sight.

When you feel you have your mental health under control whatever that may be, if you’re like me I am just waiting for that rain to fall on a sunny day. Imagine this, it’s your day off you wake up early you actually feel refreshed for the first time since you can remember. You proceed with the usual routine, as soon as you sit there and be silent with your thoughts, you realise “okay, so I’m in a good mood. Amazing for the first time in a while. But why?? Why am I in a good mood?? This usually means something bad is going to happen. But when is it going to happen..” these questions rotate around my head like a hamster running as fast as it’s little legs can handle. This makes your beautiful sunny day turn to a massive storm in a matter of hours.

When I’m expecting this storm that I know for sure is brewing, I make myself panic, overthink every step I make. I feel vulnerable. I feel I’m letting everyone down around me, that I am treating people a way I would never want to be treated. I’m becoming the person I despise. I don’t feel the same.

I’m fully aware that the only person who can change these thoughts and feelings are myself. Instead of seeing all the negatives, try to see the positives. At the end of the day, I am lucky to be here today. Where I am in my life. But that’s the problem, when will I feel good enough or worthy enough?? Will I be able to overcome this stage in my life?? I ask the same questions multiple times a day. If I’ve not completed a task I should have completed, I feel I’ve let everyone down that I’m not worthy of this opportunity. If I’ve forgotten to do something that I promised to do, I feel I’ve let everyone down that no one will ever trust me.

2019 was suppose to be the year that I focused on myself. Focused on this, what you’re reading The World of Meg. But things have gotten in the way, I’m gonna just admit I’ve been struggling mentally with a lot of things. My Anxiety it 100% still present as much as I want it to magically disappear, but it won’t. If I ignore it, it’ll still be there tomorrow. I’ve felt so unmotivated. But I want to get back to writing. I have things I want to open up about but I need to fully accept I’m ready first. Time does heal but if you don’t face that fear of re-living that period of your life you won’t be able to over come it. It takes time. Don’t rush.

If you’ve made it this far, thank you. Thank you for sticking with me. Thank you for being so patient with me.

Take care,

Meg xx

It’s Okay..

It’s okay to feel crappy, it’s okay to be self conscious, to not love yourself. It’s  okay to have bad days whether your mental health is playing up more than usual. Don’t feel guilty for feeling this way, we are human and we have emotions. You don’t have to pretend that everything is ok.

If you feel you should be happy because, you have a family, you have a job, a roof over your head or everything seems like it is in place for you. You could have all the things you desire and still feel like you haven’t got it all together. You feel like everything is out of your control. The thing is we beat ourselves up over the fact that you should be happy, you step back and think, why am I feeling this way? What’s causing this emptiness? But remind yourself that you are allowed to feel this way. Yes, you can help yourself out by maybe writing down everything you’re thankful for, whether that be your health or your job. Try to write down as much as you can, so when you feel like all the negative thoughts are taking over you can look back and think of what opportunities you have been given. The bad days help shape who we are tomorrow, not what we are today.

However, don’t feel bad for feeling this way. No one, I repeat no one has the perfect life. From an outsiders point of view, you may think that Mark from round the corner has everything going for him, he has loads of friends, always smiling, the dream job everything that you define as perfect. The thing is, Mark suffers from depression, OCD and anxiety he pretends to be happy, that everything is going perfectly fine, but in actual fact he feels like his world is crumbling right in front of him. He puts this mask on, and he becomes the person who everyone wishes they were. But he feels like he is slowly rotting away, in his crippling mental illness. He’s too scared to talk to someone because he feels because of the stereotypical traits of a man, he should be the “strong male” to not cry, to not show weakness. When in actual fact, there is nothing wrong with a man talking about his worries. Bottling it up eats away at you.

Did you know that the biggest killer of men under the age of 45 is suicide, this has to change, we need to break this stigma. Men need to open up, don’t force your friend/partner to tell you what’s on their mind. Just offer your shoulder, offer them your time. Listen to what they have to say,  a problem shared is a problem halved. Don’t shut them down, they have a right to feel this way. If he brushes you off, just remind him that you’re always there to talk, it doesn’t take long. Just check on him.

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Self Acceptance.

Self Acceptance means accepting yourself fully for the person you are.

It’s such an amazing thing to be able to fully accept yourself for who you are and not for who you wish to be. I mean don’t get me wrong I am still waiting for the right time to fully accept myself. I may never be content with myself, it may take years for me to be able to feel beautiful or at least mediocre, and to feel okay in my own skin. Like in my last post (Insecure – Body Image.) I touched on the way I feel about myself. I do wish I had the confidence in myself to do whatever I want to do. I subconsciously worry about the way I look more than I’d like to admit.

I feel this time of year, as Christmas is quickly approaching, people are trying to diet, lose some weight so they can indulge this holiday season. I feel like so many people feel so guilty for eating whatever the hell they want. Some may struggle to eat at Christmas in front of family as they may have had a bad experience in the past. You’re afraid to indulge in the chocolates, roast dinner just incase Auntie Jane you haven’t seen for years makes you feel insecure about how different you look since the last time you’ve seen her, scared she’ll say something about your weight or those little insecurities that ONLY you see when you look at yourself. In actual fact, she won’t say anything. But every time someone stares at you, you think that they’re thinking that you’ve got a hairy face or that your double chin is way too prominent.

Let me remind you that you’re perfectly fine! You’re beautiful. You’re strong and brave. Don’t ever feel bad for feeling beautiful. For some reason, women and men who call themselves beautiful are called selfish, self absorbed or “up themselves”. But in actual fact we need to build each other up rather than knocking ourselves down. Don’t ever feel guilty for thinking or saying you look beautiful, it isn’t a crime. Don’t just say it light heartedly, say it like you mean it, because you know, you really are BEAUTIFUL. Don’t ever let anyone say any different. Just because you don’t look like that girl that’s on your Insta feed. If someone tries to dim your light, don’t ever let them have a negative impact on the way you feel about yourself, don’t let that negative Nelly tell you how to feel about yourself. They’re probably extremely insecure about themselves. If you’re gonna change anything, make sure it’s for yourself, not for anyone else! I know this is so hard but, you really are beautiful inside and out.

If you take anything from this blog post, I just want you to feel that it’s ok to say you feel beautiful, because it’s true, you really are. I know it is hard to tell yourself, but I’m telling you now it is so true! You don’t need the layers of makeup, but if you feel most confident or beautiful with makeup on, so be it do whatever the hell you want because you know what you only have ONE life so live it! Surround yourself with people who care, and who make time for you and make an effort for you, get rid of the ones who drag you down!! It’s not worth your time. Take care of yourselves x

 

Ps. Im so sorry that I’ve missed weeks of uploading, I’ve had a bit of a writers block. But Im hoping to be back. I want to fully throw myself into this next year. Try my best to help either ONE or more people. Just remember you’re amazing and doing a great job, thank you for sticking with me xx

Insecure – Body Image.

This week I thought I would change up the topic. Lately I’ve been so consumed in the feeling of not looking or feeling good enough, whether that is what I look like, or how I’ve acted towards people that I love. I’ve come to the point where I can (most of the time) accept the fact that its ok to feel this way. When I’m out, or even in work I have the constant thought that when I see people I haven’t seen in ages, that I have put a huge amount of weight on since they’ve last seen me, and that they can see it. I know that I shouldn’t think this way but I can’t help it. Also, when someone is standing by the side of me, I feel that they are staring at all my imperfections from my side profile. Sometimes it takes over my whole thought process. I know it is a personal thing but I can’t help it.

I’ve never been skinny, as much as I long to be comfortable in my own skin. I wish to have a slim, toned body which I perceive as perfect, but again I subconsciously know that there is no such thing as perfect. Some days are worst than others, sometimes I’ll get ready to go out, put jeans on and a top (the usual) and just feel awful, no confidence (not that I have any anyway), I just want to get straight into pyjamas and roll into bed and hide, I don’t want people to see me in the ‘state’ that I’m in. The worst part is when clothes shopping, whether that is in store or receiving a parcel from an online retailer. And again I know that all sizes are different depending on where you go, but it still knocks your self esteem massively. When I try clothes on that are my size but don’t fit from certain retailers, I get really upset, (I’m gonna get really honest now) it makes me feel so insecure that I just want to hide, close my eyes and go to sleep to escape from this feeling. I know that close family to me have said, when they’ve seen me try a coat on from a shop I’ve never bought from before, and put it on and it doesn’t fit. It’s that instant sickness feeling when you realise that you cannot escape from the shame of it not fitting. Or when you go into a high street store and you’re looking for an outfit for an occasion which implies you’ll have to try it on, you grab your size and trot off to the dressing room, you try it on and your in the same position, it doesn’t fit. You’re surrounded by mirrors showing every lump and bump, stretch mark or scar that you have. It’s such an overwhelming feeling that just shifts your mood.

Social media has such a massive strain on topics like this. When I was maybe 12 or 13 I joined Instagram, this was when it was a massive thing, everyone had it in school so I knew I needed it to fit in. Sounds so stupid but that’s what I thought, it was when you had the popular page, you could go on there and search users, but most importantly you would see who had the most likes on their photos. As you can imagine, 13 year old me thought this was the next best thing, which in actual fact was probably the worst thing for my confidence and self esteem, well I suppose it’s the same as all social networking sites, you only see the highlights of those people who live behind the lens, because lets face it, no one would want to see the lowest points because you won’t get as much attention, and that’s all that seems to matter on these sites. The most popular photos always where the ones with men or women with perfect physique, no spots, nothing out of place of what may think ‘perfect’ but what we don’t know, is that that person behind the lens may not (probably doesn’t) look as flawless and perfect in real life, but it doesn’t matter what that person is like from the outside or through a lens, its what they are like as a person. Influencers who post photos on social media platforms for a living, are more than likely to only and I repeat only post the highlights from their day, or even ‘ads’ so they can earn some extra cash. Which again I understand because again, brands/public don’t want to see the down side of people’s day/life. I suppose that you only expose yourself to things like this from following, liking or searching photos like this. Don’t get me wrong I love Instagram but I can see the downfall of that area, it’s a way of looking back on events that mean a lot to you.

I know that this blog post has been a little different from my others, it has definitely been a hard one for me to write. I really appreciate you all being so patient with me as I haven’t posted for the last couple of weeks. I’ve needed to sort a couple of things out with myself, before writing these posts. But I’m back with a few ideas under my sleeve. Look out for more posts. Thank you for all being so supportive through his journey, I want to help people not feel so isolated, I want people to understand that it’s normal to feel a certain way. Love you all so much.

Take care of yourselves xoxo

Young People – Mental Health

Mental health is as important as physical Health.

I’ve wanted to post about this topic for a while as it is really close to my heart, the same as my previous posts. I know in the media there has been a lot of talk surrounding Mental Health, especially the lack of support and funding for Young People who are suffering. Depression affects more children and young people today than in the last few decades, Teenagers are more likely to experience it more than young children. Also, self harm is very common among young people, some find it helps manage intense emotional pain if they harm themselves. One in Ten young people have been diagnosed with some type of mental illness. These are just a few facts that surround Young People’s mental health.

I feel this topic ties in with my previous post about the Pressure that is put on us, especially in school. Young People don’t get the correct education surrounding their mental health, I know for years in school I never understood why I would ask myself so many ridiculous questions, why I would always feel sick, why I used to shake and get cold sweats. It wasn’t until I left school and experienced something that no one should ever experience, that I realised that I’ve always suffered with bad anxiety, I mean don’t get me wrong it isn’t as bad as many other people experience but it was bad enough that I couldn’t leave my house for the whole summer because I was afraid to go out, I just sat in my safe haven, my house. I isolated myself from everyone, going to ASDA with my mum was a no go! If I tried to go in there, I would instantly feel smothered, then the panic would take over, you know the term fight or flight? Well I would choose Flight, I would instantly leave the situation no matter the consequences. But no one understood why. So I decided to try and get help, at the time I was sixteen. I made an appointment with my GP surgery, which I had to wait weeks for, it made me feel worse. Anyway, the day came when I had my appointment, as I was called into the consultation room, the doctor asked the usual stuff, and I explained how I was feeling, this led me into hysterical crying. Once I calmed down the Doctor had mentioned a few online websites to help, and also mentioned that she could either offer me medication or I could opt for counselling, she did mention group sessions but as I had shown symptoms of social anxiety she thought that wouldn’t be the right option, which I agreed. I thought about what I wanted to do, I decided to go for the counselling as I feel by talking to a trained professional I would benefit more. The doctor mentioned that she would send a referral letter, but there is about a six week or more waiting list. I understood and I was thankful for her to offer it to me, it was just a waiting game now.

Weeks past since the consultation, and I received a  letter from my GP, the letter basically said that as I was under the age of EIGHTEEN, I would not be able to have counselling as the NHS does not fund it, so if I still wanted to go ahead with it I would need to go private. I was left feeling deflated, I felt there was no hope for me to get help. As a sixteen year old feeling this low and anxious I just shut myself off. I mean I was fortunate to have a job, which I enjoyed at the time, but I realised after that the job I was in was making me even worse. I would have bursts of anxiety, somedays I would feel awful others I would feel fine. It’s something you can’t explain or that people don’t understand unless they have felt that way before.

Now three years later, I have a new job which I love, I have better friendships, people who I trust and people who want to spend time with me without feeling like they have to spend time with me. I finally feel wanted. My anxiety is much better than before, but I cannot say that I have fully recovered, but I’m still battling this inner demon, but it isn’t as crippling as it used to be.

If you’re still here reading, thank you. I’m sorry this is a very long post, but this has been one of the hardest ones to write. I feel that I can’t 100% open up on here yet, but I’m on my way. The moral of this post is that, there isn’t enough funding nor research for young people’s mental health, and it kills me to know that so many people whether young or old and suffering in silence. I just want you to know that if you are suffering, it’s ok to feel like this but please I beg you do not do it alone!! There are people out there who love you, they are willing to listen I promise. Just promise me you’ll take care of yourself.

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If you need urgent help and you are under the age of 18 you can talk to Young Minds, they have a free text msg service, text YM to 85258 and you’ll text will be answered by a trained colleague.

Pressure.

The pressure, whether that is to do your best or to be perfect. We are all surrounded by the pressure that life throws at us. There is pressure to get a job, look a certain way and to act a certain way. I feel younger people experience a great deal of pressure, especially whilst going through school. Teenagers are so vulnerable, they are going through a massive change whether that being going from year nine to year ten. It’s unavoidable. They are exposed to a great deal of pressure throughout their whole school experience. I feel, myself as I look back I can see when I was in school sitting tests, exams and being pressured to pass every test because if I didn’t, I wouldn’t be able to do the things I  wanted to do. As a teenager you can become unaware of the pressure that is put on you. But also we put so much pressure on ourselves because we see so much on social media.

I mean, don’t get me wrong social media can be an amazing place, you can connect with people who you haven’t seen in years, post events that mean a lot to you, for yourself to look back and think of how blessed you are to have been able to experience that event in your life, sometimes good but some bad. The down side to it is that you expose yourself to things that mess about in your head, for example you go onto Instagram and flick through your feed, you can see that Saffron has just uploaded a new picture in a glorious outfit, her makeup flawless, her figure to die for and her smile is just perfect. The reality of this photo is that she doesn’t just upload any sort of photo to her profile, she’s planned to take a new photo which has taken her more than one take to get the perfect angle, she hasn’t just got up, put on a pair of joggers and a hoodie with greasy hair and a spotty face, because she knows that no one will like that, we only want to see the perfectly curled hair, with perfect pink lipstick, nothing out of place, just perfect. That word perfect.. it just rolls around Jessica’s mind because she feels she isn’t like Saffron, she thinks she should be like Saffron because from what she has seen, Saffron has everything that Jessica wants. She gets hundreds of likes and comments on any photo she uploads. I’m not saying that Saffron is an unrealistic figure I’m saying that people need to realise that this whole social media thing isn’t as perfect as you think. Social media is such a toxic place, you’ll find yourself on there for hours, going through peoples accounts, filling your mind with the unrealistic social media lives, it makes you feel like you need to look this way to be accepted by other people.

Can I just say, that you’re perfect the way you are. You don’t need to change anything about yourself just to fit in and feel like people will like you. Only change if you are doing it for yourself, not for other people. I promise, if you feel you don’t fit in, in time you will find people who accept you for who you are, whether you’re weird like me, you will find people who love you the way you are. I understand people are cruel, and if you know someone who may need a friend, be that person to speak to them and spend times getting to know them because you can change your opinion on that person once you give them your time.

Thank you all again for the ongoing support of my blog, I feel that on here I can express on what I’m passionate about. I have so much I want to say, I’m trying to find structure to this page. I’m forever grateful for all the love you all are showing me. Take care of yourselves.