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NYR 20XX I am not a ‘New Year Resolution’ (NYR) believer. Sick of minor heart-felt , common , and false, ‘beliefs’ just being said to say something across the years. ·        Job ·        Gym more ·        Get a lass When realistically, although they were true, to a broken / fractured mindset, the intent was hardly in line with the bollocks of a NYR! Firstly, the JOB . Well, as someone with I STILL BELIEVE a thoroughly paramount WORKING ETHIC and attitude; I can honestly say, that I have tried beyond belief. Now, my acceptance is that that has had to have changed due to medical reasons . Meh. Such is life. The GYM! Never a gym bunny to quote a phrase, I did attend a gym whenever I could within reason. Miami dreams? No! Fitness in-line with MS , yes. And age now a factor 😂 . COVID a different factor now anyway too! Singleton. 43 and single. No “aw”s there – not my search (no pun int...

Life ‘persona’ acceptance. After receiving some excellent counselling with Pete , it has helped me massively realise some of my ‘framework personality’; whatever the hell that is (I made it up), just sounded like a fitting’ish thing! Well, adding to that ( above ) mud paragraph ( as clear as... ), I’ll share a social media status update, from the day following recent a recent session with Pete: Facebook status 04/02/21:        ”Maybe this counselling is starting to have notable positive effects on me. Could be the red wine last night; it'd been a while! Honest! Acceptance, and possibly an/my identity finally found, I think. Before any judgement.... Introvert. A type of an introvert. Makes so much sense to me. People have described me as 'quiet' in certain places & situations, which internally I refuted. I am not that bloody quiet, I know. Therewith lies the 'however'. More to follow when I find the volume controls!” I have always bee...

PIP and Introversion? I is back init! Well, that’s not a true for many a reason. Yes, I am back – writing a blog – for some reason. A reason. As per the title mention of that bastard PIP ‘benefit’ and the negative affects it has had and is having on me. I’m writing now in a fairly negative mood; which is something I do not like being in. Let’s go back some weeks ago. I returned home from a course of sorts – Living with a Long Term Health Condition , CBT type – to be welcomed to a brown envelope. I knew that was it, having spent 6 years living with post anxiety. So, what that meant was for me to apply for the benefit, I had to phone and thereafter start to amass support evidence of and about me and my condition with its effects on me. Being pretty clued-up with and about these shenanigans through my MS community involvement (locally, nationally, social media etc), I thought I was prepared. Oh, my word. I did not realise just how much stress and anxiety that w...