I Am NOT A Victim

Well well, it's NYE and true to form I haven't written another blog since my first entry in MAY! 😱

I guess I really do have an issue with opening up, but that's certainly something I have been working on through my Facebook posts.

However, I got told over the holidays that I have this whole victim act going on due to my Facebook posts about my health, at the time I was so stunned I didn't get a chance to respond how I wanted.

So here goes......

Just beacause I choose to document my health and battles with fibromyalgia, I AM NOT A VICTIM.

Just because I choose to tell the world that the big black dog we know as depression, is ever so present in my mind and in my life, I AM NOT A VICTIM.

Just because I cancel plans or act strangely sometimes due to my anxiety and suffer crippling panic attacks, I AM NOT A VICTIM.

People may not feel comfortable with how open I am about all of these things, but I am grateful that I have friends around me who understand my battle, for I am not alone in this, and that gives me power, and them knowledge.

Knowledge is power and I am not alone. ❤️

So I say screw your label of me, I am not a victim, I have a voice and I will be heard.

Peace out and Happy New Year! 🤘🏻

Introduction of The Plastic Northerner

As I sit here for the very first time trying to think of something un-cringy (is that even a word?!) to write, i'm just cringed the fuck out with writing about myself in general, but here goes......

Hi! I'm Kate aka The Plastic Northerner, originally form Croydon but have been living up North since 2008. 

I've got one fournager who is strong willed and fierce, just like her mama and we live with my soon to be husband! I say soon but it's actually over a year away, fuck it, i'm saying soon! 

I'm a self employed spoonie crafter (another blog coming soon about that).

I've been toying with the idea of writing a blog for some time now but due to my shit sense of self belief, I've never gotten as far as even researching how to do this, but with a great big fucking shove from my little sister , the baby giraffe, I've decided now's the time. 

As you've probably guessed by now i swear like a sailor, so if you're easily offended by bad language, this probably isn't the place for you, however, if you can look beyond that and enjoy a sarcastic sense of humour please stay. 

I've been living life with Fibromyalgia now for the past four years, as well as a hoard of other illnesses, but most importantly the one that affects my life the most is the depression, there's no escaping it. It's the big black dog that follows you everywhere, some days it's locked away but it's never far from your side. 

It doesn't matter how much people say mental health isn't a taboo subject, it is! I'm trying to break free from that taboo with the help of my amazing mum and some truly fantastic friends. 

So now I've laid myself bare, please be kind. 

Peace out. x