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Things that had to be told
I am finding it quite hard to get back to writing on this blog. I don’t know why…It might be because I don’t know in which direction to take this blog or I am just afraid to expose myself and my feelings like I used to. All feels very strange though. My girls are bigger now and the issues I had with parenting when I started this blog no longer exist. I am not a parenting guru don’t get me wrong but I think I am simply more relaxed when it comes to parenting my girls and I just prefer to live and enjoy my life with them rather than…
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The role of Child and Adolescent Mental Health Services
A while ago I was writing here about my concerns regarding depression in children. As a sufferer(since I was a child) I am always on the look out for any signs in my two little girls. My youngest is too little but every now and then I am scared that my eldest will go on the same path with me. She seems to worry a lot about everything and she has moments when she just wants to be alone way too often. While researching about depression I came across CAMHS and I was happy to see how it helps parents and children through this bad illness that is depression. Child and Adolescent Mental…
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Heavy heart
Been feeling like this for a few days now and I can’t shake it off. I sat down a couple of times as I wanted to start writing because I thought that maybe writing will help me understand why I feel like this… I should actually be happy rather than sad and heavy hearted. I successfully pasted my heretic part of my driving test with the highest score and I should just have some faith in myself but I don’t. I feel useless and like nothing I do is done properly…Keep thinking at the practical side of the driving test and already started to feel that I might actually fail…
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Signs of depression in children
There are almost 6 years since I discovered that I suffer of depression. At the beginning my GP just label it as PND – postnatal depression. But when I had a look at my life even before I became a mother I realised that I always suffered of some sort of depression…even when I was a child. You see my mum suffered of depression when she was pregnant with me and after that when she had a stillbirth. Plus, she told me that even her mum my grandmother suffered of depression when she was young. According to scientists 50% of the cause of depression is genetic. I find this is amazing…
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Emotions…
Yesterday the Romanians everywhere celebrated “Dragobetele” and love all at the same time.Dragobetele is the romanian Valentine’s Day basically although this days is not celebrated as much as the latest one. The tradition says that you should show love and kiss and hug on this day and that you should not cry on this day because tears will bring only bad things on the becoming months. I cried a lot yesterday though. I felt sad and I still feel very sad. I am not sure if this time is just the fact that I am emotional because I am before that time of the month or because of my ongoing…
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When depression kicks you
I am suppose to be happy…I am suppose to enjoy every single day of my life but i can’t… I stopped writing about how i felt here and it wasn’t the best choice… I know i should always write about how i feel but somehow i thought it will help me not to this time… Of course i was wrong… Now my mood is so low i can’t seem to be able to pick myself up… And nobody is here to do it for me unfortunately… I think the people that love me are bored of my mood swings… I can’t blame them… If i was them i would hate…
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Every cloud has a silver lining…
We arrived in a very hot Romana at lunch time on the 2nd of May… 10 degrees more than in London. 29 C….clear sky…and with 2-3 hours still to go to my home town… Although quite big and spacious my dads car A/C failed to work… I was boiling…and Kara had a massive tantrum because she fell asleep and woke up very sweaty.. However we soon arrived in my hometown which unfortunately looked very disappointing…The lack of money in the local government was and is very obvious 🙁 The look of the blocks, the state of the pavements and streets and even the look of our pride and joy the…
