Saturday 16 March 2019

Do The Write Thing...

Hello again, I hope your doing good.

Firstly thanks so much for all the fantastic support on my last piece. Ye are all far too kind. So I mentioned at the end of that blog about how with the help of a curly haired fairy with a love for all things purple helped me find my words to get writing again. Technically not a fairy although away with them, she may just be.  😂

Mrs Grainne McCool I Dedicate This To you. A blog piece will have to do you until the books published! 

So it all started with an event invite through Facebook called Positive Mental Well-being In Language And Words a class on a Friday night running for six weeksInitially I loved the idea of it, then came the anxious voice that gave me the doubts and fears that come with starting any new class or course. I silenced them for a wee minute and signed myself up for the course. I am sure many of you know Grainne and if you don't well you should. I met grainne many moons ago at a fitness class and running group which honestly I will need to join again if the last class was anything to go by. The most delicious home baked goodies I've ever tasted and I am still thinking about them two weeks later. Do you see how easily I get distracted when foods involved? 😎 Anyway what i was trying to say is that while I knew grainne I wasnt at all confident about starting the class. I also hate calling it a class because its most definitely not but I don't know what else to call it so it will have to do. Grainne runs the group on a pay weekly or in one payment at the start, which is great because if like me and you are not sure if it will be for you or not just try it out, you never know. 

Week 1 arrived and I was nervous all day trying to talk myself out of going and it was all down to the fear of the unknown. I had a good talk with myself and headed to the class. Its great the group is similar to fight club in that what is talked about there stays there. No judging and I will leave the rest to Brad. 👇👇👇



So while I can't say much and also don't really want to as you need to join up. Well maybe not all of you as I still want my spot, but it is such a nice thing to do and work does get done. Eventually. We have many chats, many more laughs and we write. Now some of the topics of the tasks Grainne sets us are bonkers and is the very reason you would think the fairys kidnapped her long ago. Yet even though she received confused looks and many questions the final results in each task were so inspiring. I myself along with a few others were all surprised with what we would come up with. Some joined having never wrote before and now come up with so many positive quotes and amazing writing. 

The weeks flew by, but thankfully it will continue and has been giving a lovely name The Write Place  (facebook link) I always knew how talented Grainne is as she has her own blog North West Culture Gal, has a fantastic kids writing group The WRITE STUFF Kids Club, a freelance writer with Irish Music Magazine and many many more. I don't know how she does it, but she does and she does it fantastically well. So with all her work and general day to day on goings with endless cups of coffee Grainne still finds the time to help others. God I sound like such a fan girl 😂 Don't care though because I am. 👏 

Never Stop Being You Mrs McCool!! (like seriously the name says it all)

As Always Stay Safe, Stay Healthy and Look After Your Sunshine
xO Leonie 

Oh, get liking the pages above and join up you will not regret it!

Saturday 2 March 2019

This Ain't No Courtroom And You Ain't No Judge!!

Hello you, I hope your doing well. Its been a while, too long some would say. I've tried to post a piece of writing for quite some time. Unfortunately many things stopped me, judgement and fear started the habit of leaving the blog alone. 
Unwritten, yet the stories and words still there. That's all it was Habit!
Now I'm sure your thinking its very easy to break that cycle and its almost obvious. Just pick up a pen, get out the laptop and get on with it. 

I honestly never had nothing to say or write and the ramblings of my mind could fill pages galore. The words were stuck. The judgement from people who didn't approve or understand my writing acted as a glue, holding my thoughts and words prisoner within.

Over the past two years I've honestly lost count of the people who ask me why I don't write or that they miss my rambling words of nonsense, but somehow and we are all the same with this. The voices of those who put us down, that don't agree with our honesty and openness screams louder above the love and support from people who care. Now don't get me wrong even tho its great having people who support me and understand why I started the blog. It was never my intention to seek or want the approval from anyone. I started it because it helped me and if I could help one person see that depression should not stop you living your life to the best you can then that's great, fantastic, job done.  Honestly I lost sight of all that. I let the judgement looks from people if I was seen enjoying life get to me. They will never go away, unfortunately there will always be people that think if your depressed then slap on a frown, keep it there and don't dare let me see you happy! Well that's not entirely fair but the most infuriating thing with depression is if your having a good day, laughing and joking people will doubt you. 

No joke, I was once asked why I imply to have depression when I always enjoy myself on nights out!! 😯😮 AAAGGGHH!! sorry Fanny-Ann* didn't realise I wasn't allowed to come outta my house and enjoy myself. 

Like seriously, we all including myself need to give less a damn to what others think of us.. At the end of the day, we all judge people and that is never going to change. Everyone loves a good ole gossip or bitching session with your mates and that's fine! but do we really need to be rude and question why people decide to live their life the way they do. Like lets be serious, whose business is it that Jimmy* over the road wants to quit his job and travel the world? That's right not mine and definitely not yours either. Then there's that Patricia* one from town, who goes out every weekend gets drunk as a skunk and ends her night dancing on tables. You do You Tricia* Babes! you ain't hurting nobody, well maybe your liver and that definitely isn't my business so I need to shut my mouth.. If Annie* wants to write her blog again after loosing the power to get words on paper or screen. Well Annie* you do your thing!!

(*names have been changed for legal reasons 😎)

Be yourself, because everyone else is already taken and you can bet their all being judged too. So you may as well get judged for being yourself rather than someone else!! My my I got really into that there lovely wee rant on a Saturday morning. 

Maybe your wondering how I've come to free the words and write this piece? Well that is a story for another day. But I will ask you this, would you believe me if I told you a curly haired fairy with purple clothes and floral boots has got me to this point with her magical words of wisdom. Could it be true? I hope to be back to share all, until then.

Stay Safe, Stay Healthy and Look After Your Sunshine 

xO Annie  I mean Leonie 😝