Happy Coursework..With Mental Health..😁

Hi peep’s..♥️

I’ve decided to do this as a fun post…in isolation with so much coursework to complete..🤯🤣

As working in the mental health profession..and refresher training is constantly the same every year…🤪 😆 it’s driving me crazy 😜..but in another way, I shouldn’t complain huh…

A list of courses I’ve needed to complete….

Dementia awareness….

Mental health awareness…

Food hygiene….

Epilepsy awareness…

Medication training…

Legionnaires disease….

Learning disabilities…

Communication…

First aid..

Safeguarding and adult awareness…

Health and safety…

Fire safety…

Mental capacity act..

Complaints…

And the list goes on and on..🥴.

Well I hope you are all staying safe and well…

Well I suppose this is my goal to succeed…right!!!

So enough of my coursework..🥱..

This is for you guys..♥️♥️

Stay safe and stay well..

I know at the moment our world.. is going through hell

I know it makes us feel like we are at the end of our tether…

But we are strong.. enough to fight this battle together…

Stay at home

And try to hold on…

Because this will soon be over..and justice will be done…

With being on lockdown..away from family and friends

Is a very upsetting moment for us all….

But we will rejoice real soon

Being happy..and celebrating as coronavirus will be slowly disintegrating …😘😘..

Take care my lovelies…💖

Cheerio 👋..xx

Good Motivational Activities….For Our Anxiety…♥️😉.

Hi my honey’s ♥️

As we are all in lockdown, I want to take this opportunity to put together a post that is important for our mental health….😢…

Activities are extremely important..for our anxiety.. and other mental illnesses.. stay strong…😘

Creativity is what helped me achieve my happiness, goals, and dreams….and as I have had a very hard time recently.. this as helped me open a new door to my life…writing poetry, drawings, getting a new job as I have needed to concentrate on that first, doing samaritans, painting, and just trying to enjoy my life…♥️

As we are facing difficult times with coronavirus…we can beat this together and kick it in the butt..😁👊🏻 we are fighters..and nothing is going to stop us!!!!

😘😘

This is from me to you!!!! Self-care….make time for yourself..♥️

Keep surviving and stay safe…..🥰💗

We are none of these…my lovelies, we are human and we have faith..💗
Love it….😘

And last but not least.. and message to all you beautiful bloggers…🥰

I know sometimes…things can become hard for us..but keep believing and have faith..I believe in you all as I’ve said before..🥰🥰

Take care and stay safe and well…✌🏼♥️

We Have Happiness And Strength…♥️

Hello everyone..🌷

Please lord give us strength and guidance to succeed on career and happiness…(a new year of peace and positivity)…away from loneliness and isolation!!

Our dream is going to change to succeed happiness and love..we are the calmest and kindest people…we have patience and enthusiasm!!

We are successful and loved by others were happy.. meeting our friends, new people, and mixing with others!!

Having the same interests..music, films, pottery classes, painting, creative writing, poetry…

Like my dream is to become a nursery assistant..working with children, I’m going to succeed my goals…and lead my own life…

You can succeed what you want in life….we can keep on going strong…..

No matter how bad the situation is…keep going..we are all in this together…we shall beat coronavirus..!! 👊🏻♥️✌🏼

Xx 😘

Coronavirus Outbreak, Coping With Isolation….With Our Mental Health…

Hi, everyone…♥️

I Hope you are all staying safe and well…😘

This is the hardest thing we’ve ever had to face with this terrible virus….and what it’s doing to our world, and taking innocent people’s lives….the young and the elderly….it’s just so awful….that this is happening..💔

I can understand the fact of isolation..and why the government are doing what they are doing to protect…us all..and to stop this dreadful disease from spreading…but at some point..it can have an affect our mental health..💔

Isolation with a mental illness…is hard enough for we all..anxieties, depression, loneliness, and being closed in..

So what can we do to help and pass the time of these recent weeks….in isolation, let’s see…here are some strategies..to help..💖

Checklist: are you ready to stay at home?

  • Food: do you have a way to get food delivered?
  • Cleaning: are your cleaning supplies stocked up?
  • Money: can you budget for any higher bills or expenses? Will you save money from lower transport costs that you could spend elsewhere?
  • Work: can you work from home or not? If not, what are your rights to payment or benefits?
  • Medication: do you have enough medication, or a way to get more?
  • Health: can you reorganise any planned therapy or treatments?
  • Commitments: can someone else help you care for any dependents, walk your dog, or take care of any other commitments?
  • Connectivity: have you checked the contact details of the people you see regularly, like their phone numbers or email addresses?
  • Routine: can you create a routine or timetable for yourself? And if you live with other people, should you create a household schedule? Do you need to agree how the household will run with everyone at home all day?
  • Exercise: is there any physical activity you can do inside your home, such as going up and down the stairs, using bean tins as weights, or exercises you can do in your chair?
  • Nature: have you thought how you could access nature? Can you get some seeds and planting equipment, houseplants or living herbs?
  • Entertainment: have you thought about things to do, books to read or TV shows to watch?
  • Relax: have you got materials so you can do something creative, such as paper and colouring pencils?

There are lots of different ways that you can relax, take notice of the present moment and use your creative side. These include:

  • arts and crafts, such as drawing, painting, collage, sewing, craft kits or upcycling
  • DIY
  • colouring
  • mindfulness
  • playing musical instruments, singing or listening to music
  • writing
  • yoga
  • meditation.

If your feeling anxious…try games, and puzzles..and breathing techniques to try and help…

Take care…and have a wonderful Mother’s Day..to all the amazing mothers out there!!!♥️🌷🌷xx

Regaining My Happiness And Strength…Of The Girl Who Cares To Much… My Open Letter To Others…♥️💛💗…

Hello my lovelies…♥️

I’m happy to say…. I’m returning… “ yes short and sweet” but I rang and spoke to my counsellor…and she has encouraged me to keep writing my thoughts and feelings..as this will help me regain my health.. and strength to stay strong…thank you so much..for your guidance..and love..♥️.

Dear you, yes you-that strong beautiful person that is going through a tough time, 😢

You are only going to be as good..as the people you surround yourself with…so brave enough to let go of those who keep weighing you down….

It’s not your fault.

You probably wonder why you are the way you are, you wonder why you care too much about the littlest things.

You wonder why you worry about things that may not matter to others and often the smallest words could upset you. It’s not your fault. 

Your heart is gold. Your soul is pure. You are the type of person the world desperately needs.

Don’t ever let anyone tell you otherwise. You are so full of love, no matter how many pieces you may break into, that love never stops.

You pour your heart out to people because you wish to see people happy. You wish to remind people that they are loved….♥️

People will tell you that this is your weakness, you caring too much, and loving too much. But those same people will end up taking advantage of it. 

It’s not your fault that you can’t help but care about everyone and everything. 

You can’t help but tell people to always be safe if they’re out late. It’s not your fault that you tend to ask people if they are okay. ….💛💖

Even if you aren’t okay yourself. But you don’t care if no one asks you.

You don’t care if people don’t make the effort to make you laugh or smile the way you make the effort. 

It’s your natural instinct to help anyone in need, to make them smile and laugh; not because you believe it’s your duty as a human, but because you find happiness in doing so. 

You could be broken in pieces but when you hear and see someone laugh because of you those broken pieces don’t matter to you. 

You believe that there’s nothing more amazing than making someone else smile and laugh….😊

This love that you are so filled with is a gift from God. 

You putting your heart and soul in caring about others, and loving the people that least deserve it, despite this you believe that those are the people that truly need love. 

Despite you finding happiness in loving people, and making them happy, sometimes when it’s 3AM and you’re so broken from people stepping all over you…..


You can’t help but wonder if there’s something wrong with you. Because despite the situations you put yourself in, the effort you make to keep people happy, each time you end up heartbroken. But you can’t stop. 

You can’t ever stop caring about people can you? You spend your nights often thinking about this, wondering why you are like this. So when you end up in this situation you wish to be heartless, and you wish to be given the ability to not care. 

Yet, this never happens does it? So to the girls out there that go through this I hope you remember these words by me; you are so strong and beautiful for the way you are.  

You are so special and precious you don’t even know my love.  

You have the ability to love the most broken, messed up humans, you have the ability to find happiness in other people’s happiness even if they do not return the same love and happiness. 

Don’t question this. You may believe this is your weakness, but in reality it is your strength.  

The ability to never go cold or heartless on humans, because you believe that everyone needs love and happiness in their lives, and you are the perfect person to spread that love and happiness.  

I hope you continue to do so. Don’t ever let anyone change this aspect of you. Don’t ever let someone tell you this is your weakness. 

We need people like you in the world, don’t let another broken human tell you that you shouldn’t care or you should love less because this world is cold and no one cares. 

Instead, love them, and show them that it’s okay. That it’s okay to let someone love them.  

Show them that you care. Show them it’s okay to be happy. Show them that loving and spreading happiness is your strength.  

I hope you continue to love the way you do, I hope you always care about others the way you do. This is the most beautiful thing about you. 

Always remember that….🥰✌🏼

Take care xx

My Last Post…For The Moment… 💔

A Letter To My Lovely Blogging Pals….✌🏼♥️💛

This as been a phenomenal experience..to share some amazing experiences and heartfelt stories of my life and mental health…and how I still continue to help others…😘

But I need to take time out…as I’ve been struggling with certain issues…and I need to get back on that pedestal….. 😢

Please don’t give up on me…I still want you to be apart of my journey….and I still want to be apart of yours…🥰

I’m not closing my site…as it means so much and as become apart of my life…as all of you wonderful people have..and I love you all….😢 but I’m taking that break to regain myself again…

Stay strong and beautiful….as always..♥️ and I will post again very soon….please don’t leave me!!! Keep posting and keep following…💛💖…

God bless you…

Take care…😘♥️ and hugs..xx

Love Yourself And Be Confident….😘💗

Hi…..♥️’s

A while ago….I shared my poetry, this beautiful piece is what I want to share with you…because sometimes our mental health can take it’s toll of sometimes of how we feel about ourselves…💗🙂.

When I look In the mirror…..

When I look in the mirror I see me again….

After all the years of playing pretend….

It’s the me..that was back at 5 years old….

Before I was lied to, before I was told..

To watch what I eat, to brown in the sun….

To cover my lines, or I’ll never be loved…

They made fun of my nose, and the point of my chin…..

And never once taught me how to see within…

We look through a filter..a distorted mask…

Let the tears of pain, clear the fog from the glass…

Labels aren’t written in permanent ink…..

They’re societal makeup can wash down the sink…

Cause who I really am is more than skin deep…

I’m the love, I’m the spirit, the me that’s beneath…

And if we realised that this, is who we really are…

We’d identify less, with what divides us apart….

We’re obsessed as a culture, with beauty and rank..

Have we all forgotten deep down, we’re the same?

When I live from this place…I have nothing to prove…

The mirror starts reflecting more of the truth…

I love my hair, and my eyes, and the shape of my nose..

Cause the light from within is now making me glow…

After all the years of playing pretend..

When I look in the mirror, I can see me again….

Lots of love….😘♥️🤗

Remember…you are, who you are, 💗✌🏼 whatever your going through..mental health..wise..were in this together..♥️ xx

An Open Letter To Grief…As We Struggle With Mental Health….💔

I’m doing an open letter project at the moment to try and help others who are coping through hard times…..and struggles..💔

I’m also doing a fundraising event for the homeless people, who suffer with mental illnesses..and how the elderly and beloved people cope with losing a loved one….and have extremely hard times…and I offer a lot of support…♥️💛💗

I was inspired by the book that I read on the e-book…. letters to grief : walking through loss with hope…..

Dear Grief,

I shudder to refer to  you as ‘dear.’ Yet, you have been with me for so long, by virtue of the fact that you have become a part of me, I suppose that has entitled you to earn the accolade of affection, though my heart grants it unwillingly.

You are an enigmatic and elusive creature, a chameleon, changing color with habitat and season.

Some say you pass with time, like grains of sand sifting through my fingers, no longer resting in the safety of my palm.

Others say you are a process, as if by accomplishing twelve prescribed steps, I could graduate from your possession and be free of you.

But you are not a process. You do not pass, at least not in this lifetime.

You are cyclical, like the moon. You are ever-present, waxing and waning.  Some nights full, round and bright, exposing depths and darkness.  Weeks later, you pretend to sleep, a mere sliver, watching quietly through the slit of your eye.

Sometimes your brightness is astonishing and unexpected, as when one drives around a wall of trees, only to be caught unaware by the sudden, full-force of your impact.

On momentous occasions, your visibility is expected, planned for, as an eclipse.  The build-up of emotion is strong, and sometimes, to be honest, your performance disappoints.  You linger afterwards, like a hangover, making daily routine as strenuous and unpleasant as wading through knee-deep sludge.

You take on a myriad of variant shapes, like water.  Even in stages of evaporation, you don’t disappear entirely, but wait to be stored up in the clouds until a storm is ready to thunder and pelt you down in stinging drops of precipitation.

Sometimes you stand still, in a puddle at my feet, not threatening, but leaving me soggy and uncomfortable nonetheless.

Like the ocean, you pull in strong currents, and your depths are unknown. You come in waves, rising with lofty swells that crash down incessantly. You roll onto the shore of life, leaving the sand of my heart soft and impressionable, only to wash away the footprints with your next uninvited wave.

In winter, you form stoic icebergs that line the shore, masses of frozen mounds that keep well-intentioned visitors at bay, too fearful to set foot on your unpredictable foundation.

During some theatrical productions, you insist on taking center stage, pushing your way into the limelight, to be seen and heard by all. On other show nights, you are content to lean against the rear wall, nodding in approval, but refusing to walk out the back door.

You can invoke both fits of rage and surrendered resignation. You produce burning tears and melancholy, hollow stares. Nostalgic thoughts touch fingertips with moments prior to your existence, resulting in dry, wistful smiles, mere shadows of a past reality.

You can be gripping, crippling, choking and suffocating, squeezing life out of lungs.  Then you relent, and make your bed in the well of empty hearts.  You pull up the covers, and you lie down for a while.

You dwell with me … in me … but you are not my master.

You roam on a leash. You are tethered by the One who owns you.

As your Master fixed limits for the sea which He created and “set its doors and bars in place,” so He limits you (Job 38:10). As He says to the waters He formed, so it is with you: “This far you may come and no farther; here is where your proud waves halt” (Job 38:11).

You will not win, nor overcome. You have already been subdued and defeated, for “death has been swallowed up by victory” (1 Corinthians 15:54).

A day is coming when you will be deemed redundant and your crown obsolete, for there shall be “no more death, or mourning, or crying or pain” (Revelation 21:4).

On that day, O Grief, you will no longer be called ‘dear’ …

.. nor even a distant memory.

This amazing book as helped…in many ways..♥️💗 and when talking to many others about losing a loved one..also helped me understand..grief..losing dad at a young age..and it sometimes can destroy our mental health..as it did mine.. as a child…💔

😘♥️ take care..everyone..Xx