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The spaces in between posting on my blog seem to be quite long. Well at least they feel that way to me.

It feels like too much effort. Though it is worth the effort.

The motivation to actually come and write in here is hugely lacking, part of that is due to anxiety. And to be fair, I shouldn’t have anxiety about this, it is supposed to be my safe place.

How my anxiety works at times is feeling like I always need to be doing something, or feeling like there is something I should be doing but I’m not, almost like I’m putting something off. I even have anxiety when I’m not doing anything. I do find it quite hard to just ‘chill’. I feel like that lack of ability to just relax, I compensate it by drinking alcohol sometimes. It’s like I’m using the effect of alcohol to force my brain to just take a break.

But alcohol can also have a negative effect on me at times, if I drink more then I should. I find and my partner finds I get quite selfish and I don’t have as much regard for others. It’s pretty shit really.

I always have this fear and anxiety playing in the back of my mind, especially when there is stress, of losing the plot and having somewhat of a breakdown. I guess that just comes with the territory after the fact of having a ‘major depressive episode’ and losing the ability to cope.

As observed in the past, I feel I have a low tolerance for distress. But maybe I am being hard on myself and maybe my tolerance isn’t as low as I believe.

I think some of my anxiety about blogging has come about a few years ago actually. Back when my ex found out I had been lying and then he decided to share my blog page with others. It definitely caused a hindrance in this feeling like my safe place. I started worrying about who might be reading. As it was meant to be a somewhat private thing. There for those who experience similar things or want to understand. I think I am slowly getting over the fear of worrying about who might be reading. So hopefully I can get back to posting more.

I had a bit of an intense time just before Xmas. Basically something I had done in the past got shared with certain people in my life now and it especially effected things with regards to my partner and I. It effected trust (his trust towards me) and that is a big thing. I was devastated that this past event came out. I was sure I would lose the only guy I truly want forever. And losing him is like losing a big part of me. I initially denied things and then tried to make the problem go away by making him feel like shit for not trusting me, which was not cool of me, it was a desperate move. Then I went and deleted and blocked a few people on his Facebook as well as mine and all the conversations. And naturally that set of alarm bells. As you may have guessed, I did end up admitting to things. And I explained why I never told him and why I lied. It was simply out of fear. I thought I would lose him for sure and I just can’t live without him.

As a result of all this, I have made sure I am completely transparent with him now. And I don’t hide things. Also, he felt like he was always making the effort in our relationship. So he felt it was time I actually make an effort. Which is fair enough. I guess despite how much I like affection and intimacy, over the many years with previous relationships of not having those needs met, I’ve become somewhat cold myself. And obviously I did not realize that previously.

We are definitely in a better place now and I am starting to feel secure again in our relationship. As previously I was feeling really insecure and fearful he would just turn around and leave. Especially in the first week. When he would go for long walks I would worry he would come back and break up with me or that he would just not come back. I was worried because I had hurt him so much, that he might kill himself.

Regarding suicide, I’ll admit that at times it is still a fleeting thought. Especially in times of stress, when I am feeling low and like a failure and fuck up. With that usual depressive think of, “they’d all be better off without me”.

I still struggle with the self doubt and self hate where I think I am just a bad, horrible person and I don’t deserve anything good. The whole “I’m not good enough” and “they deserve better” and “what are they doing with a fat piece of shit like me”. Yeah, that’s the real me. The dark thoughts I have about myself. I think my body is disgusting, I blame myself for letting it get this way and to be fair, it was me that put all that crap food in my body and made me this way. I struggle hugely with looking in the mirror. I absolutely hate what I see whether I am dressed or naked. I just can not handle the reality of what I see. I really hope I force myself this year to stick to my New Years resolution of losing this weight.

The depressive thinking sux. But it’s so natural. The whole not seeing the good stuff, well not often anyway. The honing in on all the negatives and holding on to all that and fixating on that. The simply forgetting there is good and has been good things. All the good stuff is always so far from my mind. And I don’t mean to be this way. It’s certainly not intentional.

And oh man! The mess I am when I miss doses of my antidepressants! It shows me that way back in 2013 something really did change with me, my brain and my mental state. I am not the same as I was before that. And yeah, there are some positives to that. But the negative is how fast I spiral back down if I miss doses. It’s scary! Basically panic attacks return for no reason, constant feelings of despair and just basic utter lack of hope in life. It’s not a good place.

I’m still working on building my home business. Slowly trying to find ways to get my name out there and find more business. It’s not easy of course. As some amount of advertising does require spending money.

Currently I am feel quite worried and stressed out, as I missed this weeks rent, I have no WOF (warrant of fitness), I owe $40 to the council, $43 to the GP, I’m pretty sure I am possibly behind on the power bill, I owe the landlord money for water rates, I’m not sure how we are going to make the next payment on the credit card and things I have bought cheap to resell to help pay for some of these things, are just not selling. I am quietly constantly thinking about that. So I am probably seeming quite snappy to others. And I just kind of distance myself and go off and sit quietly in another room often. Cause I am stressing about it.

My 14 year old daughter is staying with us at the moment, until Tuesday. And she seems to be going through similar to what I did at her age. And it is hard to stop her from worrying and reassure her enough. But at least she talks to me about it, which is definitely a good thing. As at her age, with the very same fears, I actually didn’t tell anyone. I just kept it to myself. The fears she have are about dying, especially dying in her sleep or not waking up or just having something wrong with her and suddenly dying and the other fear is that she will stop breathing. I had both those fears too at her age. I would have the most intense and scary panic attacks about dying and I do still have panic attacks about dying these days, not as intense, but still pretty often. And the stopping breathing thing, I found eventually you can prove to yourself that fear is invalid. Generally eventually I found that if you try to hold your breathe for a certain amount of time, you just can’t after a while and that breathing is an automatic thing that your body does. But yes, I too did have that very real fear that I would stop breathing and would consciously make sure I would still keep myself breathing, until such a time as I learnt that I would just keep breathing no matter what.

My daughter does also suffer from anxiety and panic attacks at times. And she finds it very overwhelming and scary. It’s not an easy time being a teenager, so much going on and so many changes. You really do forget as an adult what an intense time teenage years were, until a teenager reminds you. It is a very intense and vulnerable time in life.

I’ve just today finished watching a series on Netflix. Which I’m sure some of you would have heard of by now, maybe even watched. It’s called “13 Reasons Why”. It is about a teenage girl in college/high school who killed herself and left 13 tapes explaining why she did it and who she blamed. I found it a very interesting series. I like that it explored things not just from her perspective, but others too. How what she did effected them, what happened for them during those few weeks in college personally, the effect it had on the school, the students, the parents and the very huge effect all of this had. It covered many different subjects that do happen to many or have happened to many in the past. It covers suicide, depression, self harm, rape, bullying, social media, slut shaming, gossip and also the extent some people will go to, to cover their own arse. I did find the very graphic scene of her cutting her wrists and bleeding out in the bath hard to watch. It did make me feel this horrible feeling within myself, it also made me feel ill. It’s hard to describe the feeling, it’s like watching someones last moment and knowing that’s the end, there’s no coming back from that and they are about to die and that is it. The only way I guess I can describe that feeling is exactly how I felt when I was told my best friend had killed himself. This sheer horror, where you are frozen in time, knowing nothing will ever be the same from then on.


March 2017

So it’s been a while since I blogged last.

Not helped by the fact I took my laptop in for repair and am still awaiting a replacement. So I’ve been going between my cellphone and tablet. And to be fair, a lot of the time my 7 year old is using my tablet.

It’s been a couple of months since I last posted. So we are now living in the new flat and have all that we need furniture wise. Thanks to Pay it Forward FB group and my Mum.

I’m quite liking our new location. As it’s walking distance to town, as well as being close to the river and nature. The location also helped inspire me to a name for my business. Though it’s not a fully functional business.

I finally got the business plan completed yesterday. Which has taken a while. As I have put it off a lot. Usually due to anxiety over the extent of how thoroughly I have to fill it out and also having other stresses present.

I had the round table meeting regarding my oldest daughter last month and that went surprisingly well. Having a family lawyer who I’ve been working with has definitely helped a lot.

I wanted to have unsupervised overnight stays with my oldest daughter and that was something I was unwilling to back down on. As well as having her a minimum of 4 days in school holidays.

The social work report, which I still have not seen, definitely helped. As it said there was no reason why overnight stays should not be appropriate.

So all the things I was hoping for results wise from the round table meeting came to fruition.

So I get to have my oldest daughter most school holidays for 5 days plus and have her stay with me. Which is great.

My partner has a full time job working 6 days a week and pretty long hours. So I have a lot of spare time. I must say, I miss him when he goes to work and I always look forward to when he comes home.

I’ve been doing pretty good with buying and selling iPhones.

I’m hanging out for when I can hopefully get a small business loan and actually buy stock so I can do my job properly. As not having stock really holds back the potential for customers and new business. As if anyone wants repairs, I have to suggest they buy the part and then I can install at a small cost once their part arrives. It would be losing me a lot of potential business not having stock. As I often have to refer people on to my competitors.

In another area. I just want to say, I feel privileged and blessed to have such an amazing partner. He’s supportive, considerate, understanding, attractive, intelligent, hot as hell and just awesome. I’m really lucky to have such a great guy. And I often find myself looking at him in admiration or also just straight perving at him as well ūüėú. He’s just perfect for me and I’m really so happy I have him. Love him so much ūüíēūüíĖūüíė

Love our lil rats as well. They are so interesting and entertaining.

We’ve been having foreigners staying a lot. As we decided to sign up as hosts on Airbnb. Which has been pretty cool. As we get to meet many different people from different parts of the world. It’s really quite awesome have this opportunity to meet so many new people from around the world. As I am not well travelled myself.

I bought an eMac recently from the Recycle Centre auctions. It is older technology, but still very cool.

The recycle centre has been quite fruitful lately.

We’ve been getting things together so we can start home brewing. Just waiting on some essentials to make our first batch.

Better think about sleeping soon I think.

Thankx for reading.

So we finally got offered a place to rent a few days ago, which is such a relief!

So we can at least look forward to having a house to move to.

We don’t have any furniture really. Just our drawers, a coffee table, we have bedding, but no beds, though we have a couple of airbeds 😮  So we need a few thing’s. I have been offered some plates and cutlery at least on a Pay it Forward group on FB. We do own a washing machine, which we will finally be able to use. As we weren’t allowed to use it here, as the landlord refused to let us. I do own furniture, but my ex has it and he is not fun to deal with ūüėē  Plus because he has the kid’s full time, I tend to not feel I should even take half of what I own, as they are more important to me. Essentials wise, we need most kitchen stuff, we need a bed for us and for the kid’s when they stay.

I feel due to a lot of stress, my partner and I have been quite on edge and sensitive with each other and got in little disagreements over stupid shit. I am just looking forward to when the move is all done, so we can get back to normality and we can relax and enjoy life more.

Right now the agenda is trying to sell thing’s we don’t need to get money to buy what we do need. We move in 4 days.

My partner was feeling really unhappy earlier and that was hard for me, as I just want to help him feel better. So I did try to make him feel a little better, but it wasn’t working, so I felt pretty crap and had a little cry. Eventually we went back home and worked on our to do list and he started feeling a lot better, which is great. I don’t like him being unhappy, as I just want to make everything better. And it’s hard when I can’t. I do love him so very much 💘💗💖

I must say, stress is really draining. I had a long nap yesterday afternoon due to how drained it made me.

Well that’s all for today, as I feel a bit tired and I’ve got a few thing’s to do today, afternoon sleep of course. 

Thankx for reading 👍

I never thought I could find a love like this. Most of my teenage and adult life I thought I did not deserve it.

I do not know why.  Why I thought I was not worthy of real, true, honest love.  So I always settled for less.  I always feared letting someone like this in.

I would self sabotage and push anyone capable of this love away.

I can not tell you where these feelings of inadequacy came from.

For I have seen true love.  That is what I believe my mother and step father have.

Having this kind of love is beautiful, a blessing and I do deserve it.  But how scary it is.  After pushing it away for so much of my life and denying myself the opportunity to feel it and give it.

It is clear why it is scary, as it is a huge risk, putting your heart out there and trusting another not to break it.  But I am not the only one taking the risk, I am not the only one who is scared.  And that is a beautiful thing.

I never dreamed I could or would find somebody like this.  And just like they always say, that person comes along right when you are not looking.

I was not looking for love.  I was not even looking for a partner.

How sweet that we found one another.

I have been on Tumblr for the last hour looking at posts about love.  And how some people describe it is perfect.

I find it especially true how many say, that person, they light up the room, they are the light in the darkness, they ignite a spark within you, hearing their voice makes you smile, recieving a text from them brings you joy and they are the one you always look for in a crowded room.  And they feel those exact same thing’s for you.

It is amazing having someone who ignites a spark in me and who wants to nurture and grow that spark. Who wants to stand alongside me as I grow and whom I want to do the same for.

I am not used to this.  I am not used to having a partner who feels so deeply for me and who thinks the world of me.  Who wants to lift me up, instead of tear me down. 

And who truly gets me!

I love that he can read me.  How he pays close attention and knows if I am feeling down and depressed.  He knows without me even having to say a word.  And he cares, really cares.  Knowing I can always be unfiltered with him and just be me, however that feels at any time, is priceless.

If I tell him I am anxious, panicked, depressed and self doubting.  He gets it.  He understands 100%.

Actually being able to feel however I feel and just be me and that be okay, is amazing!

I am not used to a relationship like this.  And of course there are no complaints from me about having such a relationship. 

Wow!  Just wow!

He has captured my heart and I have captured his.  And he knows who he is  ‚ėļ

And yes, he does read my blog.  And not to check up on me like the ex. He reads it because he cares about me and he is interested. 

He is such a sweetheart  ūüíĖ

And well, I also think he is sexy as fuck and hot as hell!

I am SO lucky  ūüėÉ

The reason for the title is because we have not been able to get the internet connected at home.  Turns out the phone line which would at least allow the internet provider to narrow down our particular apartment, has been cut at the box.  Annoying!  You see it is what is referred to as a multi dwelling building and that makes it harder to work out where to send the VDSL signal.  So yeah, no internet at home as yet, which makes blogging very difficult and believe me I have been hanging out to blog.

So, thing’s have improved since my last post. ¬†I had a session with the relationship counsellor and my ex and we managed to come to an arrangement that works for both of us, regarding seeing my younger 2 children. ¬†I get my nearly 3 year old son by himself on Wednesday’s and I get both of them on Saturday. ¬†My son is generally ok with that, but my 6 year old often wants to stay with me and not go home at the end of Saturday, which is hard for both her and I. ¬†But I respect the arrangement and in time I am sure her Dad will allow her to have at least 1 overnight stay a week.

I have met my new partner’s father a couple of times and he has talked to me briefly, so that is something. ¬†To me that is big progress considering.

The new place is great.  It is opposite the beach, a big sports field and a decent playground. And it is nice and close to most places.  It is just a really lovely apartment and we are really enjoying it here.

We were having issues a few weeks back with some unstable types through Facebook. ¬†I don’t know how many of the messages were coming from the same person with fake profiles and how many of them were different people connected with the same person. But these people were making up numerous stories and lies and even going as far as threatening my new partner, our friend and myself. ¬†And due to some kind of setting within the Facebook app they knew the approximate area where we live. ¬†So I have since gone through every possible setting on Facebook to make it impossible for random people to contact me or find me on there. ¬†I also made sure any location tracking or GPS setting on Facebook has been disabled. ¬†They went as far as turning up at our friend’s house and threatening his Mum and made up a lie about rape. ¬†These people are truly messed up. ¬†We suspect they are quite possibly junkies. ¬†They certainly were not straight while messaging my new partner or myself. ¬†Their messages barely made sense, they keep changing their stories and could not spell or put a proper sentence together. ¬†My new partner and I made a point of blocking anyone potentially associated with them and thankfully we have heard nothing since. ¬†Regarding them knowing the approximate area we live in, I simply lied and said that the location service often gets that particular suburb wrong and comes up with that result even when in a nearby suburb, which is my old suburb and that I in fact lived in my old suburb. ¬†Which is not untrue to be fair, as my phone would locate me as being in my current suburb, when I in fact lived in my previous suburb. ¬†They seemed to know approximately what street we live on, like scarily close, as in the 2 streets up the road. ¬†I lied again and said it would have been picking up my location from when I go to the recycling centre and recycled clothing warehouse or that I was likely visiting my friend in that area. ¬†I did not want to let on to them that they were anywhere near right regarding my location.

All of this put me extremely on edge and made me extremely anxious, panicked and fearful.  To the point I was jumping at random noises at night and freaking out when I was at home by myself and I certainly did not want to leave the house.  I was so freaked out and paranoid that I wished I could just pack up and move islands.  But I knew that would not be fair on my younger 2 children. So now that all that has stopped I am not as freaked out, but my anxiety is still higher then usual.

The internet is a powerful thing, but on the flip side, that is not always a good thing.

I was talking to my new partner the other night about my experiences after I had my youngest child and that made it very evident to me that all that is still somewhat raw and there are still definitely issues that need resolving.

I have been having issues with disturbing and/or bothersome dreams consistently over the last few weeks.  I find it quite emotionally and mentally draining.  I find myself avoiding going to bed or when in bed anxious about going to sleep.  I just wish for some reprieve from such dreams.

I have been going to the recycling centre shop quite a bit lately and have been getting some awesome stuff for the house for really cheap.

Thing’s are going really well with my new partner. ¬†I love how affectionate he is, how we are so often on the same page, even thinking the exact same thing at the exact same time and how he notices if my mood is off. ¬†I observe the same in him, which he is not used to. ¬†I love that he appreciates things like that in me and that he truly sees the real me, flaws and all and all the good stuff too. ¬†He is one in a million.

My mood has been quite sensitive lately and low at times.  Which definitely I feel was effected hugely by the Facebook crap.

Some of the Facebook crap I think was started by a young guy who had not taken it well that I am in a relationship.  Sadly he is quite a mentally unstable guy.  I believe schizophrenic and a compulsive liar.  Apparently he can not often distinguish the difference between the lies he has fabricated and reality.  He wholeheartedly believes these lies to be fact.

The problem with it being so long until I get to post is that I often have some quite significant things in my mind that I want to share, but by the time I do get to post, I have forgotten most of it.

One thing that is in my thoughts quite often is my possible career interest.  I would definitely like to be doing something helping others.  I definitely still have a very strong interest and passion for mental health and psychology.  My ideal job would be a support worker in Intermediate and/or College, as in supporting young people of those ages with things regarding their mental health.  But then is the consideration of study and how tight of a position that might put me in financially.  I know many subjects have mid year intakes.  Then there is adding to my student loan debt.  It is scary.  I think my caution regarding that is my own mental health.  I want to feel a certain amount of stability with my mental health consistently.  As I know I become overwhelmed easily, stressed easily, anxious and panicked.  I think that is what has been hindering my decision and commitment to study.  As I can not keep just trying to go on without working through such significant issues.

Gah!  Just writing all that made me feel anxious.

I think that is all I have to write about for now.  So thank you again for reading.



It has been just over a month since I blogged last.  There have been ups and downs.

There was a point last month when I felt dangerously suicidal. ¬†To the point that I had it thought out thoroughly in my head. ¬†I was going to wander off and use the bait knife to cut my wrists. ¬†The only reason I didn’t is because my new partner would have noticed me leave and would have followed. ¬†So instead I did something that is quite unfamiliar, scary and new to me. ¬†I actually allowed myself to cry and be vulnerable in front of him. ¬†I know I can trust him in those circumstances and I know he genuinely cares and also gets such feelings, regarding the suicidal desires. ¬†So he just sat with me and lay with me and hugged me and supported me. ¬†He really is a gem.

I am totally transparent with him regarding the real me and all my faults and imperfections.  It is the best way to start a relationship I feel and even friendship.  As no-one gains anything from putting on an act.  And eventually any facade you present will drop and the real you will shine through.

How comforting and reassuring it is to have someone I can just be myself with and vice versa.  And knowing he has experienced his own depression, suicidal desires and anxiety, helps to make me feel okay about letting him know when I am having bad days.  I can also support him when he is struggling and we can both tell if either of us is struggling.  As we pick up on the silent cues others would likely miss.

Regarding his parents, I get on well with his Mum.  His Father I have yet to meet, so he is still forming his own judgments and ideas about me and my character and intentions. None of them correct.  But hey, there plenty of time to prove him wrong.

I had my younger 2 kid’s over for the day a few weeks back, around my new partner and they loved him and really enjoyed his company. ¬†They only know him as Mummies Friend at this stage.¬†My 6 year old daughter went home to her Dad raving about how awesome my new partner is and well, he did not take that well. ¬†He is now refusing to let me see the children at all! ¬†The only way he says that I can see them is if there is someone he knows and trusts there the whole time or someone from Barnardos. ¬†And he may be the full time carer, but legally he has no right to keep me from seeing the kid’s. ¬†He is letting his anger and bitterness cloud his judgment.

My ex is being very unreasonable about a lot of thing’s. ¬†He has all the furniture and furnishings I bought last year and bedding and bed’s. ¬†I was only able to leave with my oldest daughters king single bed and my drawers and clothes. ¬†I do also have my printer, laminator and coffee machine(the cheaper one). ¬†While he has the Lexus I bought so he had a car for when he went back to work, all the whiteware, beds, bedding, lounge suite, dining suite, TV, speaker system, home appliances, kitchen stuff, bikes, bathroom linen and other things.

I contacted him via text a few days ago to ask for just 2 duvet sets, 2 sheet sets and the newest duvet inner. ¬†As he still has plenty of queen size bed linen from before I purchased those particular thing’s last year. ¬†He was unwilling for me to come over and get them if he was going to be out at some point. ¬†As I was trying to be considerate of the fact that he does not want to see me. ¬†He absolutely shoot down that idea, saying I can not be trusted. Which is based in nothing. ¬†I am trusting him with pretty much all my possessions except what I do have with me currently. ¬†And I trust him to keep paying the power which is under my name. ¬†And the internet, which is now disconnected and unable to be paid, resulting in my credit being screwed again. ¬†He is only willing to give me 1 set of sheets, claiming that taking 2 sets would leave him with hardly any. ¬†And he thinks it is only fair that he gets to keep 1 set, since they were the expensive 2 sets. ¬†Ridiculous! ¬†I know for a fact he has at least 3 or 4 sets.

He was not liking me asserting myself and my rights via the text message exchanges and made a point of telling me how much he hates me, insulting my intelligence and at some point telling me to “fuck off already”.

Anyway, enough about that.

My new partner and I have had our fair share of ups and downs in the last few weeks. On the positive side, we got offered the apartment we applied to rent. ¬†Which is perfect, as it is fully furnished and in a great location. ¬†Then we had to apply for the bond and rent advance and were declined, because my new partner needed to be added to my benefit for us to be able to apply for that. ¬†So we got all the relevant paperwork for that. ¬†Though we did have to change the moving date. ¬†So we got another appointment with WINZ and got a few more things sorted, but still could not apply for the bond and rent advance yet. ¬†Then our next appointment was not until the moving date, which was a stress, as things would not be processed until the day after, when the property manager is closed. ¬†So again we had to change the move in date. ¬†Then we went to our appointment and the case manager we got was not very friendly or helpful and was quite rude to us. ¬†She made us both quite stressed out and anxious, not that she cared. ¬†She said there was no way that my application for half of the bond and rent advance would be granted. ¬†Though she was proven wrong when she inquired with someone higher up and my half was granted. ¬†She then basically very rudely told us we were done and it was time to leave. ¬†We were trying to establish what would happen about the other half, but she just gave us no answer and hurried us up. ¬†So we left WINZ feeling really stressed, worried and anxious. ¬†Freaking out, because we didn’t know what was happening and if we would even be able to move in on the date we had agreed upon. ¬†Thankfully my new partner and I managed to talk to someone really good from the WINZ call centre, who was really helpful and polite. ¬†He got all the process on the go and approved. ¬†So, yay! ¬†No more worries about the new place.

My Quetiapine is kicking in big time, so I must end my post here and hope it is spell checked well enough and making sense.

Ciao.  Thankx for reading.

Today’s blog post title had about zero thought or purpose, just because I couldn’t think of any other title.

It was my birthday yesterday, so I am now another year older.  It was a good birthday I am happy to report.  I spent it with people who are important to me and that is always important.

I wouldn’t mind getting up to Wellington for a trip at some point. ¬†Even if it is only for a few days. ¬†The good thing is that airfares are really cheap these days. ¬†Especially because Jetstar now flies from more places, Nelson being 1 of them. ¬†So due to the extra competitor, both AirNZ and Jetstar are trying to have the lowest prices.

There a few thing’s that are bothering me about Nelson currently. ¬†Because it is such a small town, it is very cliquey, quite judgmental too I find and gossip, oh that shit is just annoying! ¬†Small towns…often they can be a beautiful place to live scenery wise, but in other areas you don’t wonder why you stayed away so long. ¬†People can be quite nasty, judgmental and opinionated. ¬†I do not miss that. ¬†It’s like, argh! ¬†Just get a life people and focus on your shit, instead of putting your nose in other people’s business. ¬†You feel like asking them “did your Mother never tell you that if you haven’t anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all?!”

It says a lot about a person’s character, heart and intentions if they only seem to focus on the negative and they try and pull others down. ¬†A decent character will wish you well and wish you happiness. ¬†They will not try and pull you down and suggest you are not a good person, based on their bias.

One thing I have a huge problem with, is when anyone suggests it is anyone else’s fault that I did what I did with regards to the end of my marriage. ¬†That is all on ME! ¬†The only person responsible for those actions, choices and consequences is ME. ¬†So when I hear that anyone is trying to blame another person for that, I get quite pissed off. ¬†Just stop it! ¬†It is ALL on me and I own that.

I have had a bit that I wanted to blog about lately. ¬†But I just didn’t have the energy to blog. And I can’t remember what it was. ¬†I suspect probably some bitching, moaning and emotions.

I was having issues earlier in the week with a couple of people bagging me and trying to pull me down. ¬†Eventually they both apologized. ¬†One sooner then the other. ¬†The second person who was being a cunt to me took quite some time to chill the fuck out and say sorry. ¬†This person was judging me quite harshly and being totally uncompassionate. ¬†And what sucks most about it, is they suffer from depression too. ¬†So for them to be so uncompassionate and mean is just fucked up. ¬†Saying shit to me like “stop playing the poor me card” and saying they have it worse for this reason or that reason. ¬†Damn! ¬†It’s not a bloody competition! ¬†I reminded them that harsh words can push people to take their own lives and told this friend how often I struggle with suicidal desires. ¬†Eventually they saw the error in their approach and apologized.

Parts of my life are quite a big struggle at times and for me to still be here and holding on, is huge.

Every now and then in these days leading up to my friend’s birthday, the one who took his life last year. ¬†I think of him and just feel sad and such a void. ¬†I wonder why some of his so called friends are not feeling the same. ¬†I think I will miss his place in my life forever. ¬†He was so important to me. ¬†Simply irreplaceable.

I think about my ex and how he feels some of the time.  I wish I could help him understand that one day this pain will make sense.  One day the right women will come along and they will click and fit each other perfectly and he will go, yeah, that pain my ex put me through hurt, but it was worth it for the opportunity to meet this person.

Regarding the guy in my life, I think one day my family will come around and realize that he really is good for me and he certainly is good to me and he makes me really happy. ¬†And though he may be younger then me, that does not mean he will get bored of me and move on. ¬†We all deserve happiness, no matter how that comes about. ¬†We all deserve to be treated right. ¬†We all deserve someone who truly gets us and who we can be vulnerable with and let our guards down. ¬†Granted those thing’s do not come easily for me. ¬†As I am so used to keeping guards up and avoiding vulnerability.

There is always this part of me that I struggle with. ¬†I guess you could call it my inner demons. ¬†This part of me that think’s I am unlovable, unworthy and undeserving of love. That no matter what, I am just too flawed and broken. ¬†That I am never enough and never will be. ¬†And that part of me is forever fighting with the part of me that knows I deserve happiness, I deserve love, I deserve someone that is perfect for me and that it is ok to let such a person in.

I hope in time his family can come to accept me and learn that I really am a good person and good for him.

Gosh I was having some fucked up dreams last night.  Very intense and complex.

Gah!  I have had enough sleep, but I still feel tired.  Energy levels are at about 10%.

Oh well, all good.  I might watch something on my laptop.  Ciao for now.  Thankx for reading and following.


Firstly, to my ex who clearly does read my blog.  Do not read my post and then turn around and call me a hypocrite and suggest that I do not have empathy and compassion. What I write in here is MY TRUTH and MY PERSPECTIVE.

Secondly, I do have emotions, even though I may not bare them for all the world to see. ¬†I do get effected, I do feel like crying at times and I do cry. ¬†I am not consistently ‘up’ like some people perceive me to be. ¬†I do still have lows. ¬†Just because I am not drawing attention to the fact, does not mean that I am constantly in an up mood.

Yes, my blog is somewhere I can tell my truth and be completely honest.  And yes, it is an insight into my mind, my thoughts, my feelings and my emotions.  But please remember, this is all from my perspective.  Misinterpretation is bound to happen, as we all have a unique perspective, a unique view of the world and people can attempt to understand and may relate, but no one is ME.

I feel quite undermined by how certain people and you know who you are, try to put everything down to BPD (borderline personality disorder).  Forgetting I have not actually been diagnosed with the disorder itself, but traits of this disorder.  What must be remembered is that there is actually quite a spectrum and sliding scale on this disorder and some people are on the lower side, some on the medium side and some on the high side. I urge you to keep this in mind.

I am Kelly.  I am not my disorder.  My Mental Illness is a part of me, but it does not define me, it is not my personality, it is just there in varying waves and intensities.

I urge you to also remember that I am a highly intelligent person, with a lot of insight and knowledge in many fields and yes, quite the expert on Mental Health from a learned and lived experience of it.  And call me arrogant, but I am most definitely the expert when it comes to MY Mental Health.  Remember, I have been living with it much of my life.

This blog post might be interpreted by certain people as a dig at them, but it is not.  It is simply me speaking MY truth.

Currently I am somewhat isolated and restricted to go wherever I like, whenever I like. Because I am not a complete cunt and I have allowed my ex to use my car battery for his car, which I did pay for and happily changed into his ownership before I left, as him being able to transport the kid’s around is more of a priority. ¬†But weirdly I am apparently not empathetic or compassionate… Interesting interpretation I must say. ¬†Thankfully I have someone in my life who helps me get out and about when they are free.

So apparently my ex thinks I need to know that thing’s have turned to shit at home because I left and I am not a very good parent presently. ¬†Um, yeah, why would you think that would benefit me to know?! ¬†Sound’s like a great boost for one’s self-esteem NOT! Granted, thing’s have changed there big time and it is a huge change and adjustment, but I do not need to be persecuted and attacked because of that.

Yes, walking away from a 9 year relationship is huge and I am not denying that.

But sometimes you have got to be a bit selfish and put yourself first.

You should not stay in a relationship you are unhappy with, unsatisfied with and uncommitted to.  Staying is way more damaging for everyone.  And yes, someone will get hurt and it will shatter them and it will take a long time to heal from that.  But ultimately it is for the best.  Though for the one hurting right now, that can not be fully appreciated. Though one day it will make sense.  Life will make sense again and the pain will fade and that hurt WILL heal.

I do love my children, though my family and ex are doubting that fact right now. ¬†My decision will benefit the children in the long run. ¬†Better to have 2 happy parents eventually, then 1 happy parent and 1 miserable parent staying just because society and many others think it is what is best. ¬†It is actually proven to be more damaging to the children to have the unhappy parent stay in the long run. ¬†Children are not naive, they know when thing’s are less then ideal at home.

Do you know one thing I appreciate the most about my friend’s? ¬†They let me be me. They allow me to speak openly, honestly and unfiltered. ¬†They get me. ¬†They never judge me. They never make me feel bad about myself. ¬†They encourage me. ¬†They really understand me. ¬†I know I can tell them anything and nothing will change. ¬†They will still be that beautiful, inspiring, loyal, trustworthy, unique and life changing person I will always cherish. ¬†I choose my friend’s wisely. ¬†So to those I call friend’s, you are fucking awesome, beautiful, inspiring, unique diamond’s to me. ¬†And I am glad you came into my life! ¬†And I have high standards you know, so not just anybody passes the friend test. ¬†Just saying…

I think I have been VERY distracted by the internet today.  As it is now 5:45am.  And I clearly have not been blogging all that time.

Yeah, so, I should go do some sleeping aye.

Ciao.  Thankx for reading and following.



I don’t even know where to start.

I guess I will start on where my previous post ended.

So, on the day when I last blogged I had been writing my post for quite a long amount of time.  This fact was noticed by my husband.  Like I knew that he was aware I had been writing quite a bit in my blog that day, but I did not actually think he might go and read my post.

I told him later in the evening that I was going to the gym.  This was not the truth, that was one of the excuses I would use to leave the house.  I was actually going out to meet up with a guy, with the intention of having sex.

Anyway, while I was sitting in my car talking to this guy, I got a call from my husband, which I chose to ignore. ¬†But then I thought, he doesn’t just call me at that time of night for no reason. ¬†So I called him back. ¬†He said “I think we need to talk”. ¬†I asked “what about?” ¬†He said “I think you know what about”. I said “no”. ¬†I asked him if he had been looking on my social media. ¬†He said “no, I have just read your blog”. ¬†I was thinking oh shit! ¬†So I of course went home.

My husband was extremely upset, shocked and just distraught.

We talked for hours.  I made it very clear that this is not just a phase and that this is what I want permanently.  I also made it very clear how much I really hated his gaming and explained that the right person for you should support your hobbies, not hate it with a vengeance.

He did the whole bargaining thing. ¬†What I mean by that is when someone is willing to say anything and do anything to keep the relationship from ending. ¬†He even apologized to my oldest daughter sincerely and said the way he had treated her over the years was not ok. ¬†Which I have great respect for. ¬†He did then ask her if she thought I should give thing’s another go with him, to which she said yes. ¬†But I said “no, this is my decision and I will not being changing my mind”.

He asked me about how I had been getting my needs met, which was something that originally was written in my last post, but that I later edited out.  As he would keep going back and re-reading it and it was tormenting him.  So I felt it better to take that part out. And he asked me where I was getting my needs met.  I tried my best to avoid answering those questions.  As I really did not at any point want to admit to what I had been doing. But eventually after him persisting at asking, I admitted I had been cheating on him and not just once or with one guy, but several times, with different guys.  He asked how I met them, he thought maybe on Facebook.  So I admitted to the how, which was on Tinder. He asked how many, which I straight out refused to answer.  As I knew he was hurting like hell and I did not want to hurt him anymore.

He has at times had periods of taking digs at me about that or other thing’s related to leaving our marriage. ¬†But no matter what he says, I stand my ground and tell him that is not ok and you are not allowed to take digs at me, as that helps no one.

Admittedly, I have actually been putting off this post.  As I have been found out and the truth, well it is not good at all.  And yeah, I do worry that I will be judged, that people might hate me, despise me and whatever else.

You know the really shit thing? ¬†I didn’t have a conscience about it. ¬†I did not feel guilty. I should have felt something. ¬†I should have felt ashamed. ¬†But I didn’t.

Another shit thing, my husband and family put it all down to mental illness.  It could not have just been about being unhappy and wanting something different out of life.  It HAD to be somehow related to mental illness in their mind.  To them, it seemed like maybe it was just a phase, triggered by mental unwellness.  Like I get their track of thinking.  As to the time frame and how it all started happening after my oldest daughter moved to Wellington.

Ok, the timing was about spot on. ¬†Basically when she left, it broke me and I just stopped caring. Caring about others and how my behaviour or decisions might effect them. ¬†I stopped caring about trying to make my marriage work. ¬†Yeah I was angry and hurting. ¬†I am not going to lie and pretend I wasn’t.

My heart, my world was gone.  It shattered me.

I think I kept trying at thing’s when she was still living with me, that I really didn’t want to. ¬†Just because I knew I could not handle all 3 kid’s on my own.

I will be very honest, I did stay in that relationship/marriage out of fear. ¬†Fear of the unknown, fear of doing it all on my own, fear of the uncertainties of life and maybe other thing’s. ¬†I stayed because it was familiar, safe, known.

I had many times in the past, wanted to walk away from that relationship. ¬†I just didn’t know how. ¬†So I just stayed.

I do not know if my ex is going to read this or not.  If he does, I hope my truth does not hurt him.  But there is a possibility it may.

I just want to be ME.  I want to stop filtering myself.  I want to be real, honest and transparent for once in my life.  I want to be genuinely who I am.  And I do not want to feel I have to filter myself just to keep others happy.

Granted, I like making people happy and I care A LOT.  But so often it is at my peril.

Self care is hard.  Especially when you care so much and have a lot of empathy and compassion.  You always want to save others and make their pain go away.  You do not like seeing others hurting.  But the down side to this, is putting yourself on the back burner and never really putting yourself and your needs first.  It is definitely not a bad trait, but it can be your undoing at times.

I had a visit from the Acute Mental Health Team, well that is who I am assuming they were, last weekend. ¬†I found it actually a bit insulting some of the thing’s the lady was insinuating and trying to pin down to mental illness. ¬†Such as my hair colour, my piercings and tattoos. ¬†Quite frankly I was shocked at such a naive way of thinking and such fucked up judgement. ¬†I was thinking to myself, are you fucking serious lady?! ¬†Fine, suggest the drug use and alcohol might be a symptom of unwellness. But hair colour, piercings and tattoos?… That’s just naive!

Anyway, enough about that.

I have a really awesome friend, that my ex and family are making assumptions about. ¬†My younger sister is acting like he is somehow dodgy. ¬†Hmm, yeah, since when was a Chef, who can juggle, do flair bar tending, spin fire and many other cool thing’s a dodgy person?… How about, he actually really talented and intelligent and just an all around awesome person to be around. ¬†He is a positive influence and encourages learning new skills, even if you think it might be too hard. ¬†I mean he has taught himself to do all those cool hobbies. ¬†That goes to show that if you put in the time and effort, you can do nearly anything. ¬†And since when is a person like that a bad influence in anyone’s life?… He’s cool as hell, so yeah I am going to defend him. ¬†I am not cool with people making judgements about others they don’t even know. ¬†Just assuming the worse. ¬†Oh and hell, having a friend significantly younger then me….what a crime!

Oh yeah and now that is apparently a ‘thing’ or symptom, not acting my age. ¬†It’s like, um since when did I EVER act my age?! ¬†Like, never! ¬†I have always been immature and have never acted my age. ¬†And I have always had friends younger then me. ¬†It’s just me. ¬†That’s who I am and always have been. ¬†It is certainly nothing new.

My ex keeps saying how he doesn’t even know who I am anymore and asking where is the Kelly I met. I have told him many times, even before all of this went down, that I am not who I used to be, I have changed and I have not been the same person I used to be for over 2 years. ¬†This is ME. ¬†This is who I am.

Yeah, I know my family are disappointed in me and probably even disgusted in me.

Yes, I know the way I went about getting out of my marriage/relationship was less then ideal.

So anyway, I was the one that had to move out. ¬†As my ex wanted to be the full time parent to our younger 2. ¬†So I decided in the end that it was most practical to just go flatting. ¬†As I will be getting significantly less benefit and most of the furniture would be staying there with them. ¬†So I moved into the flat where I am living now, on Tuesday. The couple I am living with are really cool people. ¬†Close to my age, into similar music and interests, such as cars, motor cross and good beer. ¬†They have a 2 year old, so they are ok with my kid’s visiting.

I have most of my stuff here now.  I still need the base of my drawers and the bed.  But I am just using my oldest daughters bed until my ex gets himself a new bed and then I will have the queen size bed. Thankfully this current bed is comfy as.

So yeah, A LOT has changed since I blogged last.

I haven’t seen my best friend since New Year’s Eve.

I have a lot of time to myself now. ¬†Which is mostly ok. ¬†But I don’t have my car at the moment, which is really difficult for me. ¬†As I like to have my freedom. ¬†My ex is using my battery at the moment until he buys a new one next week. ¬†And also my alarm needs to be overridden, as currently it has my car immobilized. ¬†So once I have my battery back and have overridden my alarm, I can at least still use my car and eventually I will get a replacement remote. ¬†As I don’t want to take the alarm out, since I have a decent stereo system and also it makes my insurance premiums cheaper.

I have not been eating much lately. ¬†Yeah, I know that’s not healthy, but oh well.

Oh crap! ¬†It’s 2:56am!

I guess I should proof read and publish lol.

As always, thankx for reading and following.


BDSM is a variety of erotic practices or roleplaying involving bondage, dominance and submission, sadomasochism, and other interpersonal dynamics. Given the wide range of practices, some of which may be engaged in by people who do not consider themselves as practicing BDSM, inclusion in the BDSM community or subculture is usually dependent on self-identification and shared experience. Interest in BDSM can range from one-time experimentation to a lifestyle.

The BDSM initialism.

The term BDSM is first recorded in a Usenet posting from 1991, and is interpreted as a combination of the abbreviations B/D (Bondage and Discipline), D/S (Dominance and Submission), and S/M (Sadism and Masochism).

OK, I am aware this is quite a different post and subject matter compared to my usual.

To clarify, I am more into the B/D (Bondage and Discipline) and D/S (Dominance and Submission).

In some scenarios I prefer to be the Submissive and in others, I would like to try Dominance.

This is a very new thing to me. ¬†I always used to be quite ‘Vanilla’ sexually. ¬†So, somewhat innocent. Though I had on maybe limited occasions tried some slightly kinky things. ¬†So it is quite a change to discover I have a taste for some of the BDSM lifestyle.

Though ’50 Shades of Grey’ the movie, may be quite dulled down, I found the ideas in the movie quite exciting and admittedly arousing.

And I find it quite interesting my interest and excitement on this.  As one would have thought, as someone who had been a victim of rape in the past on a few occasions, that this may trigger some things.  But strangely it does not.  I am guessing that is because in the Submissive and Dominant relationship, a certain amount of trust is built. And even though there is a lot of vulnerability, there is also a choice in allowing saying the Dominant to Dominate you.  So you give them the permission and that is your choice and in your control to give and they respect that.

This is probably still to some, quite a taboo subject.  But I am about being real and transparent.