♥ Steph ♥
My name is Stephanie *shudders* Ergh. I hate it. So much, I'm not actually sure why but I was told by a therapist when I was younger it could be to do with the fact I don't hear it too much anymore so it feels 'wrong' and also I was only ever called Stephanie when I lived with my parents when I was in trouble.
♥ 19 ♥
19; difficult age, although I'm difficult enough just myself. The age of growing up and finding your feet, yet still being considered too young [for most people] to be taken seriously.
♥ UK ♥
I suppose there are worse places to live, as I've never lived anywhere else I can't exactly make a comparison. When I was younger I always wanted to live somewhere hot, sunny with beaches and things :) Whereas now I feel I'm happy with England and it's shitty interchangable weather, ccomplaining people and boring lifestyles.
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Caring.
Loving.
Kind.
Fair.
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Crazy.
Impulsive.
Random.
Alternating.
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Poetic.
Artistic.
Opinionated.
Unconfident.
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Obsessive.
Distrustful.
Fragile.
Self-destructive.
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Meeeeeee ♥
I have mental health issues, and I'm pretty sure I read it being referred to as 'mental interestingness' in someone's blog, so I apologise for stealing your phrase, but it really works for me. I've been through diagnosis's and every once in a blue moon the Doctors actually figure out what there talking about *Yayy There is hope! :)*. Medications are not a great love of mine and I HATE the fact that I need them like I do, I have had several periods off of medications and do realise that I am alot worse off them then on. I think my biggest problem with medications, is I hope for a miracle; which isn't how they work. They won't take away my mood swings, just stop them going exessively high or low in the hope I'll function better.
I am fairly creative, enjoy *when I'm not focused on killing myself* drawing and writing; poetry is my speciality, although I have no confidence in anything I've written *it's all shit! say's that annoying little fucker in my head somewhere..*. I was reccommended by an old CPN about keeping a journal/type thing to get out some of the things in my head, but writing in books, would just NOT work with my OCD over the writing having to be perfect, spacing right.. and all those nice things.. easier to do it on a computer where I can change things to suit which particular thing I bugging me at that time. I live alone.. well in supported accommodation, with my kitten *who's almost too big to still be considered a kitten* He's 10 months, absolutely amazing and I ♥love♥ him so much! *except when he's waking me up at 4am wanting cuddles or food!*
I have 3 younger sisters, who still live at home with the parentals. Now I'm a bit older and they're a bit older we get along so much better.. only a few years ago I think we all would have happily killed each other and felt no remorse. My relationship with my parentals are very interchangable, sometimes it feels like were getting somewhere, then I'll speak to them again and think "What the hell happened to the last time we spoke!"
I shall be blogging about a bit of everything I expect, my random loves and obsessions; my recent love of the band BoysLIKEGirls!! *screams - Ahhh Oh My God! I LOVEE YOU! ♥*
My likes, dislikes, good days *I hope* and bad days.. My Highs && Lows.
Welcome to my world! :)
