For life's little ups and downs.

A rather quirky, funny and sometimes daunting look in to the life of someone who has a lot of health problems but does their best to keep positive. Punctuated by guinea pigs, anime, superheroes, transforming robots and cross stitching.

I started this blog to tell my story, about who I am and what I do. On top of the health problems and raising awareness for those, I also use my blog as a way to help promote other causes, particularly ones which affect the most vulnerable. I live with a number of different and complex health problems but I refuse to let anything get me down. I know how it feels to be discriminated against or thrown aside. This is me. This is my life. I live it and do what I want with it. Nature sets the limitations. We set the boundaries.

About Me:

A blog about life. I live with Bi-Polar Disorder, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder as well as Type 1 Brittle Asthma, Various Allergies, Neutropenia, Chronic IBS, Osteo and Rheumatoid Arthritis, PCOS and Osteoporosis and Heredetary Spastic Paraplegia. I live with these conditions, but I refuse to let them keep me down and out. I still try and make the most of my days despite being so poorly and having to rely on my wheelchair, nebulisers, nearly 50 pills a day and 2l/min of oxygen.

I'll flap my broken wings and erase it all someday... You'll see.

Sunday, 22 July 2012

Mean...

It is funny how songs can sometimes come to us and the message that they try and pass on can either have a profound effect or even sometimes some messages take a while to hit us. The song I heard earlier this week was by the country star Taylor Swift. Not my usual choice in music, but something about the song "Mean" seemed to get me thinking.

It was about how some people can use vicious words and cruel actions to pick on those who they perceive as "weaker" or "beneath" them. It reminded me of my recent events in where I had to up with someone trying their hardest to usurp my home from under me. Pointing out things like my mental health issues "as if I don't already see them" and doing his best to make me feel vulnerable and scared. What I learned about the whole thing was the ins and outs of housing law and once this is all sorted out, I will be more than happy to see it all finally come to an end and both parties can move on and get on with their own lives.

I have no idea on what he will do with his life, and to be honest I really couldn't care less. As far as I am concerned, he has made the rod for his own back and that isn't my problem. If I saw him again in 100 years it would be too soon... As for me, well I am doing my own thing and living by the rules I choose. My intention is now to go on and make the best of my life. Because of everything, I know I will never ever be able to recover the damage of him, but I will do my best to live my life as best I can, even if that means coping with the scarred together sections of my lungs. Whereas he will never learn and will continue to carry on as he thinks. At the end of the day, is just going to be mean and thats all he will ever be.

One day though I will be in a place where no one can hit me or make me feel like that ever again. I can enjoy good times and build some memories that I will never forget. I can have a shining future and hopefully see less of the local hospital or any other hospital for that matter. I have even set up my own "Bucket" list and with it a fair number of things that I will love to do and, given the chance, I will do. Things such as raise money for charity as well as going on a holiday with the people I adore, and maybe even someday, I will get married.

I guess for now, I am just making the best of what I have. I am enjoying my life and soon I will be free of the anchor that is trying it's best to pull me back down.

Loves
Wendy xx

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