July has not been a good month for a few reasons, with two main factors coming to a head.
Firstly, over the last few weeks, my gym attendance has become non-existent. I’ve felt like I have been struggling to find the motivation to go. And when I do, I just want to leave. For a few months, I haven’t felt the gym as it was always really busy and I was struggling to get on equipment, so I started to go later and later, then it just got to a situation that once I was home I didn’t want to leave. Additionally, some of the clientele that goes to the gym just pisses me off, especially those that don’t know how to put equipment back where it belongs.
So I cancelled my gym membership and I’m waiting for my new one to open, so I’ve decided to just take a month off with the hope that my drive and enthusiasm will return.
What I am about to talk about is not something that I’ve hidden, but in the same respect, it is not something I have spoken about either. For years, I have suffered from anxiety and depression, and for a long time, this has been kept under check. However, this month took me to a tipping point and I haven’t felt this bad in years.
I don’t want to go into the ins and outs of what happened, maybe in another blog, but I’ve hidden what’s been going on in my head for so long that I needed to speak out before it was too late.
I know that the journey that I am going through is going to be difficult, but I also know that I’ve got some good friends there to support me.
June’s ‘Today is all about’ photos: