A while back, I mentioned the benefits of a seizure diary to help monitor seizure activity and potential triggers in our day-to-day life.
But I also have a second book…
For me, sleep is really important, if I lose too much I know there will be trouble. I can’t afford to go to bed feeling tense with my head swimming with the stresses of the day and sometimes there are issues you can’t always talk about with others.
So a few years ago I began to offload my bad days to a notepad before I went to sleep.
It worked wonders, and as the period of bad stress reduced in my life, I used it less and less.
Yes, there are times I have had to pick it up again, but that’s life, everyone has stress from time to time.
I never realised how I depended on it, until recently, when I was thrown into a horrific week and I discovered myself searching for it before I went to sleep.
It’s my lifeline for when things are tough, and my saviour for a better night’s sleep, you scribble it all down and you feel as though a weight has been lifted.
I would recommend it to anyone – especially someone with epilepsy who needs their sleep like me!
(Tip – keep the book in a secret place, so you can pour your heart out. I’ve done such a good job of hiding mine I’ve yet to find it! )
Thanks for reading!
So often I found myself asking;
Am I smart enough?
Am I slim enough?
Am I strong enough?
Simple questions sowing seeds of doubt,
Burying its deep roots
To every cell of my mind –
so stubborn to extract.
Till one day, enough!
enough of these questions.
And I stopped.
The roots soon crumbled,
The seeds dissolved,
And I smiled,
I am enough
Apologies for being quiet for so long, life has been pretty busy over the last few months and I have got a (hopefully) exciting project underway which I will be more than happy to share with you all when it’s a little nearer to its completion.
Other than that, things have been really good, which is always nice to say. I realised that in August I will have been driving for three years – the time as gone so fast, it’s scary!
Also, as some of you may already know, I am an ambassador speaker for the charity the Humanimal Trust. I’ve written about the charity in the past (and probably will again soon), but if you would like to know more or are interested in having me come to talk for you (in Wales) simply contact us. More info is available here
I’ll aim to write some more blogs soon, I have noticed that since I began this blog its style has changed slightly. I quite like the eclectic mix. If there is any subject you want me to cover just say the word, as we know epilepsy is diverse and I want to help where I can.
And remember if anyone wants to chat about anything that is troubling them in any way I am always here just sent a message.
Onwards I ran,
From the ghosts of my past,
Through the forests I fled,
With no forward plan,
Just onwards I ran,
My sore, aching feet,
Always longing for rest,
Yet further I pushed,
Deep into darkness,
To the cold claws of night,
Hoping to find a feint glimmer of light,
Still onwards I ran, and I ran till I saw,
The bright light of day,
And nothing more.
I loathe society,
What to do,
Where to go,
What we should achieve,
Society says that if we listen,
If we obtain its ‘ideal’ goals,
Happiest will be found,
But is this true?
We cannot all be expected to achieve the same,
Everyone holds such individual dreams,
So, next time society says you have wandered,
You are living the life you are meant to.
To society you are perfect,
Yet I see your broken heart,
I know the sorrow in your soul,
I’ll take your shattered pieces,
Gather them up,
And make you whole.
I’m told I’m selective,
Too choosy with others
To hold close in my life,
I believe I have good reason.
Its hard to open up,
Explain your life to someone
View their silent judgements,
And watch them walk away.
They never knew,
But if I become honest,
It means I value you,
It means I trust you.
So If you stay,
Accept me, and witness my weakness,
Know it’s rare,
Know you are part of my select few,
Know that I love you.