All in Mind

Phonanxiety (fəʊnæŋˈzaɪəti)

Worst of all after a particularly long day where I was working "mobile", I settled down to read my book in the evening, only to notice myself finger scrolling on the paper page. The ingrained habit of motion terrified me. My brain was trained to scroll. Even at the height of my smoking habit, I had never had a phantom cigarette. 

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We spew our instantaneous emotions to the world on Twitter,

Whilst remaining physically inactive and bitter.

Are we over emotional and spineless or just so numb to reality

To 24 hour news,

That it takes more and more and more to provoke a reaction.

Are we special snowflakes or part fused to the screen.

What is your Story... This is Mine...

Every person you come across is living a completely different life, hearing something deeper or more shallow, seeing something you see from an alternate angle. We are moving stories and we live through these tiny little moments of earlier chapters that have built up to become a powerful wave in our psyches, in our memories, in the way that we digest the world around us. And not just past chapters but present emotions and how tired we are, and how stressed and how happy and how sad. Then we make decisions and it rolls on and on and on.

What the Paralympics Can Teach Us All About Limitations

I dislike the rhetoric of pity that some people use when talking of Paralympians, like I dislike it when people speak of those with special needs. Sometimes this can be even more damaging than cruelty and discrimination and foul language. Ignorant people who talk of cripples and spastics can be dismissed, but pity can put often kindly meant limitations in the path of those who are even slightly different. 

Moments of Joy: Love Always Wins & All The Books

Joy is hard to find in a week which began with a convicted rapist getting a three-month sentence and ended with tragedy... and that's without everything terrible in-between. It is in moments like this that I turn to books. We should all turn to books, to educate ourselves on experiences we haven't had, to comfort us, to increase our belief in love and the beauty of life.

Nurturing Curiosity

This is why the Curious in the title of my blog. It is my feeling that our curiosities can save us, earth us, elevate us and are such a very integral part of what makes us human. Children are naturally curious and delighted with everything they discover and we should not discourage this, but mimic them. Whoever said "Curiosity Killed the Cat" is a fool. In good times and bad it is one of the greatest joys to follow your intrigues, whatever they may be.

Have you ever had one of those days that pricks you, pinches you, pokes you around; life's not slapping you in the face, it's just cruelly teasing you like a small child would another, pushing your boundaries until you feel like crumbling up into the foetus position and weeping with the fatigue of it. I just had one of those days/24 hours and I hated it. I hated it mostly because my usual mantra is to rise above the angst and the first world problems and the stupid day-to-day shit. I like to play the part of positive and enthused even when I don't feel that even a little bit.

People who are mentally ill or mentally disabled (very different things too obviously, I'm aware), who have the conditions that the words are referring to are not being stupid or overreacting or behaving in an unnecessary way like the slang insinuates. It is not a choice, nor does it make them any less than anyone else. I know that the world still struggles to understand mental health, learning difficulties and those that are not "normal" but I believe we really we need to lead by example and change this way of speaking as we have done for racist, sexist or homophobic vocabulary. It is important.