I don’t hear a word they’re sayin’Â
Only the echoes of my mind 🎶
I’ve been to a therapy session with A this afternoon.
After the session, we took a stroll down to the village shop to get some snacks for the journey home.  It’s a great little place that has a deli type section, some cakes etc and a wide
selection of cheeses.Â
We picked Fran up a little treat from the Snowdonia Cheese Company, we’d seen it on TV and it’s aged in a cave.
We got talking to the shop keeper and he said it was his favourite. Â He asked what we were doing so far away from home and we had a chat about the therapy we were having, adoption and how important it is to have an outlet.
All while paying for our goods.
It was nice, he was genuinely interested and told us about the building we’d been in before it was converted.
And that’s how it should be.
When we are injured, we think nothing about telling people about it and ultimately seeking help from a professional to help us resolve it quicker. Â
However, when our brains or the way we think are on the wobble, we feel ashamed and try to hide it away.
 We suffer with depression and anxiety but put on a mask to get through the days because we worry what others will think.
Showing you’re human isn’t weakness.
Allowing others to see your vulnerabilities will give them the opportunity to support you.
If you have in the past and others have taken advantage, hopefully they’re still in your past.  That’s the sort of person / partner / boss you really don’t
need in a happy life.
We had the whole “it’s okay to not be okay” a few years ago but it didn’t seem to have make it passed the meme phase.
It won’t change if we don’t normalise being open about having mind wobbles.
We’re here to help if you need us.
Darren “jelly” Checkley