Why isn’t life like a movie

The world is so unbelievably crazy right now and I think I speak for most of us when I say that I’m scared of what’s around the corner. This is something we haven’t experienced before, but it’s slowly becoming our way of life now and it’s mad to even think about what life was like before. Hugging, shaking hands, seeing your friends and family whenever you like, being able to leave the house without thinking “damn I’ve forgotten my mask,” or walking past someone on the street instead of crossing over to the other side. These are things we all used to take for granted, the little things, but now all we want is to be able to do them again.  We want to get up and dance in our favourite bars or night clubs, we want to meet every single one of our friends on our birthday. We want to travel, get married, mourn for a lost loved one. We want to turn on the news and not hear the words ‘lockdown’ or ‘coronavirus’ ever again. But when’s that going to be? 2 months? 4 months? 6 months? A year? A...

I’m done with the whole ‘I’m not good enough’ bullshit. (Sorry Nan) How did all the successful people in this world get where they are today? By getting off their ass and making their own luck. I’m not going to stand around anymore and waste time, waste what I’ve done and how far I’ve come. What do I have to lose? What do we all have to lose?  We all deal with rejection right? And what better way than to push yourself to improve time and time again. That’s what life is all about isn’t it? Being the best you can be? Then let’s do it.  Let’s see what you think to the following. My blogs are going to take a new turn, and this is just the beginning. I want to practise my descriptive writing more in my posts, while also keeping my overall theme. So this is a short extract, in which I try to explain my nightly rituals during the worst of my depression.  ... It was a cold November night and I wasn’t even close to resting my head on my favourite pillow and drifting off into a pea...