Writing for inspiration – paragraph three

It was half-past three on a cold, rainy morning. Laura had spent the entire night wandering around the city, getting lost in her thoughts. She spent so much of her time these days thinking about what she had lost, or had she? Was it even what she wanted? The last six weeks or so had been so confusing, she wouldn’t say bad so much, but not easy. On some level it just has to be easy, doesn’t it? Life. Spending so much time trapped inside her own mind was not healthy, Laura knew that; it just felt safer there. Her work kept her busy and distracted during the day for the most part, and her home life was everything she had ever hoped for. At least, she had thought it was. Her feelings for Luke hadn’t changed, but they may not have been quite what she thought they were. Laura knew she loved her husband, but did she love him in that way? Or did her heart belong to someone else?

Laura had known Luke since they were teenagers, she had grown up with him and knew him so well. They had been almost inseperable during their teenage years and no-one was surprised when they got engaged. The problem, she found, was that in gaining a husband she had lost her childhood best friend. She had felt since that day that she was missing that one person who she could be truly open with. Luke had not felt like that person since their wedding. This was not something that she had shared with him mind, there was no need to cause him any pain; after all, she did love him.


 

Three months ago, before she had ever met Jamie, everything was so easy for Laura. She loved her job as creative director of a successful tech startup in London; she had a ton of friends and a supportive family. Laura couldn’t say what it was about about Jamie that drew her to him. When she first saw him, the new IT engineer at her startup, she thought he was really good looking and there was a mischevious look in his eye that she hoped hinted at a playful personality. During the first few days, she was sure she detected a few occasions where he would look over at her, trying to draw her attention. She did the same, he intreagued her; there was no thought in her mind at this point that they would be anything other than friends, in fact that was exactly what she wanted them to be. Laura had longed for a best friend, a male best friend, someone she could tell everything to without judgement.

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Writing for inspiration – Paragraph two

It was half-past three on a cold, rainy morning. Laura had spent the entire night wandering around the city, getting lost in her thoughts. She spent so much of her time these days thinking about what she had lost, or had she? Was it even what she wanted? The last six weeks or so had been so confusing, she wouldn’t say bad so much, but not easy. On some level it just has to be easy, doesn’t it? Life. Spending so much time trapped inside her own mind was not healthy, Laura knew that; it just felt safer there. Her work kept her busy and distracted during the day for the most part, and her home life was everything she had ever hoped for. At least, she had thought it was. Her feelings for Luke hadn’t changed, but they may not have been quite what she thought they were. Laura knew she loved her husband, but did she love him in that way? Or did her heart belong to someone else?


 

Laura had known Luke since they were teenagers, she had grown up with him and knew him so well. They had been almost inseperable during their teenage years and no-one was surprised when they got engaged. The problem, she found, was that in gaining a husband she had lost her childhood best friend. She had felt since that day that she was missing that one person who she could be truly open with. Luke had not felt like that person since their wedding. This was not something that she had shared with him mind, there was no need to cause him any pain; after all, she did love him.

Writing for inspiration – Paragraph one.

It was half-past three on a cold, rainy morning. Laura had spent the entire night wandering around the city, getting lost in her thoughts. She spent so much of her time these days thinking about what she had lost, or had she? Was it even what she wanted? The last six weeks or so had been so confusing, she wouldn’t say bad so much, but not easy. On some level it just has to be easy, doesn’t it? Life. Spending so much time trapped inside her own mind was not healthy, Laura knew that; it just felt safer there. Her work kept her busy and distracted during the day for the most part, and her home life was everything she had ever hoped for. At least, she had thought it was. Her feelings for Luke hadn’t changed, but they may not have been quite what she thought they were. Laura knew she loved her husband, but did she love him in that way? Or did her heart belong to someone else?

 

 

Three days, Three quotes, day three

This is the last day of my Three days, Three quotes challenge. Thanks again to Vocalblogger15 for the nomination.

“Do not mind anything that anyone tells you about anyone else. Judge everyone and everything for yourself”   Henry James

I love this quote, remember that you are the only person you should allow to make judgements for you. Other people will have their own reasons for making whatever judgement they make about other people, as is their right. I don’t think anyone should ever begrudge a person for having an opinion on anything, including other people, that differs from their own. Never let these things get in the way of your relationships, that only leads to sadness.

Now for my final set of nominations:

Stepintobravery

Invest in yourself first

Daydreamer

Bullet journaling: Relieving symptoms of anxiety.

This post is a part of my series looking into health and what we can do to keep ourselves healthy, while still enjoying life.

Click below to access the hub page for the health series:

A push for perfect health


 

One of the first things I started doing when I was first diagnosed with anxiety (GAD & SAD) was to start writing. Initially, it was so freeing to just get all of the messy thoughts and feelings out of my head and onto paper, after a while though I decided that I also needed to find a way of better organising my time. Bullet journaling was suggested by my psychologist as a way of achieving both of these things.

For those that don’t know, bullet journaling is a method of journaling that allows great flexibility in the way you use it. Using a blank journal, you are able to add whatever sections you want. I use a weekly planner, that I draw in myself as well as sections such as habit tracking and mood tracking.

Bullet journaling was created by an American digital product designer named Ryder Carroll. You can find out more here: http://bulletjournal.com/

I have found this system is so freeing and allows me to organise my life and clear my mind. I even have pages just for doodling, one of my favourite anxiety relief activities. I use Leuchtturm1917 notebooks for my bullet journal as well as other notebooks such as my doodle book and my college and work notebooks. There are Leuchtturm1917 notebooks designed specifically for bullet journals, these have a specially designed index page but are otherwise the same as the rest of the range. You can also choose between dotted, lined and plain paper depending on your preference (I use dotted).

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The practice of bullet journaling is one of the best ways I have found of managing my anxiety, it is no longer something that rules my life. I will likely never be free from the grips of mental illness, but using methods like this it is easier to manage.

 

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