I’ve been in a few Twitter chats recently where people have said they love to read personal posts from bloggers. I like to think all my posts are at least slightly personal and show a bit about who I am, but I also thought it was time to share a little bit more about me, and what better way than a ‘things you don’t know about me’ post? So here we go…
I rarely get enough sleep
Since being a teenager I have struggled to sleep. I go through phases of getting to sleep really easily and waking up every few hours, or lying awake for ages waiting to drift off. I have however found one way to help with the later – wave sounds make me think of lying on a beach sunbathing which helps me relax and drift off.
I don’t think I’ll meet my 2017 goals
I’ve set myself some goals on 2017 – exercise 3 times a week and learn Spanish. As usual things have started off well but part of me is waiting for the other shoe to drop. I have rarely finished new year’s resolutions when I have started them and often set my sights too high – hopefully if I try hard enough this year will be different.
I’ve been diagnosed with a personality disorder
In a previous post I talked about my recent diagnosis but didn’t mention what it was. There is still a lot I am trying to wrap my head around and I still change how I feel about it on a daily basis, but my dianosis has now changed from anxiety and depression to a personality disorder and I looking into various therapy options.
There is only one type of food I refuse to eat
Oysters and mussels – I guess snails and other gross things like that would be included in there too. Anything that has no real texture, looks like snot and has such a minimal taste that you have to focus on its slimy nature is just disgusting to me. There are other flavours I am not a fan of but I would never refuse to eat them.
I hate sneezing
I don’t know what it is about it, but I really, really, honestly dislike it. If I could wipe its existence off the face of the earth I would. Not only does it spread germs and disease, it makes you look like a moron, you loose control of anything you’re doing and it’s just plain uncomfortable.
I don’t believe in romance
I read romance novels, I gew up on Disney films and the idea of happly ever after makes me want to jump for joy, but whever anyone has ever done anything romantic for me I have either treated it with suspicion or laughed in their face (Yes, I’m kinda really mean). Don’t get me wrong I believe in love and I believe that’s what G and I have – but romance is just something to sell gifts, books and films. Sorry.
I don’t want to actively ‘grow’ my blog
I blog for me. If people read it that’s great. I love you for it and I hope that what I share maybe helps other people. But I am not blogging to grow it into a business or reach a certain amount of followers. I do it because I want to share my experiences and help othere people like me feel less alone.
I feel bad for being ill
There are times when I physically don’t function. I get tired more easily, I get trapped in my head or I just completely wig out. All of it is part of my constant battle with mental health. But worse than all of that is the fact that I feel guilty for being ill. I know I can’t help it and that I’m doing the best that I can, but I also know that I should be doing better, that I shouldn’t be so easily affected and that if it was anyone else they would be OK.