Point break

On Friday I just decided to switch off from the world, no news, no social media, I really had had enough. What’s written below, was written Friday night, I looked at it Sunday night and thought to myself, I won’t post this.

The thing is, if I don’t post it, I’m not being true myself. I’ve always said, I wear my heart on my sleeve and am totally honest.

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Am fed up ok, angry with life, angry with people, fed up with what I see, hear around me and what I read. Pissed off with two-faced individuals in my life, the looks, the stare, the down right self centred, self righteousness of some folk. I allow too much to bother me, I over think, I was born to worry…. Oh to be thick skinned and to genuinely not give a shit about anything.

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Then there’s the news, oh ffs!

Have you ever read and listened to so much crap, who do we listen to now, who do we believe! It’s eating in to my fkin brain! …

Let’s take the new self appointed scientists that have sprung up around the globe, you know, the Covid specialis. Yep we all know at least one, who knows more about vaccinations than any Doctor ever lived.. do me a favour, take your opinion, and conspiracy theories and shove them right up your arse. You are no more than scaremongering scum.

Then there’s the talk about the people who take the vaccine as being sheep, no, they’re doing what they feel is right for them. The sheep are the plebheads who are happy to follow anyone with a negative thing to say about this world we live in and the people who run it.

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Here’s another sleepless night thinking subject for you.

I truly worry ok, I truly worry about the state out GP surgery’s have got themselves into. I worry for my family, my friends, the elderly, the needy, even myself. I need to see my Dr, but I know I’m just going to get ‘fobbed off’. I have a small list of things to discuss with my GP, get off my chest, but I know it won’t happen. It makes you want to scream!

God help my local surgery if my boys were ever really ill and I couldn’t get them seen! I will literally bang their door down. … This issue with our GP’s need sorting, and it needs sorting now!

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So there you are, that is why I switched off from all media Friday. It was a tough decision as I do love my Instagram account and I honestly have missed it.

I had to step away otherwise I would have blurted crap I probably would gave regretted. I was just angry.

Instead of getting on my soap box, firing off a few home truths, I decided to bake cakes with the boys and just bring myself back.to earth.

So now I will get back to making people happy around me, playing the clown and making people smile. You see I’m one of the sad people who wants everyone around them to be happy, refusing to believe that this just isn’t possible.

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Back on my Instagram 😊, I have missed it and the people this weekend. For all the faults Social Media may have, this particular app, helps me through my day, through the week. Any ‘stay at home’ parent will agree, it can be a lonely old role to play. It’s an outlet for my humour, my life, my mental well being. I’ve said it before, there is a lot of love and kindness with Instagram. Although it’s only people in my phone, some of the people I know in reality could learn a LOT from their genuine kindness.

Nothing really prepares you for the sometimes solidarity life of a ‘stay at home parent’, especially more so if you’re a man and an old one at that!

You see, being the old guy at the school gates makes coffee invites pretty non existent. What young Mum wants to be seen inviting some guy out for a cuppa’ and a chat. So networking those coffee mornings is a difficult one. Asking for a playdate can often get you a look of dread and fear, can you imagine asking the opposite sex for a coffee, yep makes me chuckle too.

This is why my Instagram account plays a part in my life, it helps me communicate outside these four walls, helps me laugh and share my story

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Well I’ve have spent this weekend papering over those cracks of my mind, until the walls fall in once more.

Once more, welcome into the head of someone willing to share their Mentalhealth, be it up or down.

I’m not alone in my daily fears and stressed out life and by writing down my thought’s, I know I help others. If only to let them know, they’re not alone πŸ’›

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If you’ve got this far, thanks for reading… as always your thoughts and comments are more that welcome πŸ™ πŸ’› .. ps, sorry for the page layout, I just couldn’t get it all the same text, amateur πŸ€¦πŸ˜‚

One thought on “Point break

  1. It’s funny, we’ll actually it’s not funny, how the world around us can influence how our day/week can shape up.
    You get up in the morning and it’s no different from yesterday, but yesterday was ok. But you instinctively know: today isn’t ok.
    As Adele sings:
    So I hope I learn to get over myself
    Stop trying to be somebody else
    Why am I obsessing about the things I can’t control?
    Why am I seeking approval from people I don’t even know?
    In these crazy times I hope to find something I can cling onto
    β€˜Cause I need some substance in my life
    Something real, something that feels true
    β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”-
    Whilst I can’t provide any answers to the feelings you feel John, what I do know is you definitely are not alone. Definitely.
    So today is going to be a good day for you, we hope. Xxxxxx
    The cakes look lovely 😊
    Dustpan and Bob
    Get Outlook for iOS
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