Blogging is reflecting my life.
I want to concentrate on healing myself but then go off and read stuff about housing and feel myself get so angry (Clegg saying this weekend he supports the benefits cap.. I take it personally, he met me, he took my details, he said he would help but I can't see how kicking me and other parents, disabled, elderly, in the teeth is helping
I want to concentrate on healing myself and blog about that. Thousands of other people feel like shit about all kinds of thing, maybe something I might say might make them feel better. Oh I don't know...
I'm obsessed with housing though. I can't help reading about it now there's so much coverage in the press with all these reform bills going through. As you know though, I find it depressing. It hurts. I feel I'm being attacked and I am, benefit recipients are being hit really hard, those in work and those not.
On Sunday, yesterday, I woke up so, so...I don't know, stuck.
I've got angel cards on my bedside table so picked them up and shuffled them. "What can I do? What can I do?
The card I picked was Angel Gabriel, telling me he was with me and to follow the signs.
Signs? What signs?
I continue to blog by instinct then?
I give blogging a rest?
I blog about love?
I blog about housing?
I blog about benefits as a form of defence for others on benefits?
I blog about positive things ONLY
but then where do I put the outside things that drag me down?
At the time the sign was to get out of bed, and given how I feel, that's a mighty good start.
For anyone, not just me.