What is it really like to be bilingual? Something that has always annoyed me is when people ask me, "What language do you think in." because, to be honest, I never really think about it as thinking in a language. When I hear Polish, speak Polish or read a Polish sign, I automatically read it… Continue reading Being Bilingual
Things People Don't tell you about: Taking medication. This is going to be not general specification of medication, I take numerous medication for numerous reasons and don't particularly feel like specifically going into my mental illness meds or IBS meds. If you work and take the same medication at the same time, many females and males will… Continue reading Things People Don’t Tell You: Taking Medication.
This is something I have recently had to come to terms with. My father is not abusive, nor violent but he is mentally abusive which is even worse for someone who is a) Bipolar and 2) Has a severe anxiety and panic disorder. A Prime example of how this can affect me is set out… Continue reading My Dad Triggers My Panic Attacks
I'm sorry, I couldn't face updating yesterday. I don't even have words, I didn't grow up in Britain until I was relatively old for a child to go straight into a English School and despite the fact I couldn't speak a word of English and there was no one Polish at the school, they welcomed… Continue reading Manchester Prayers
Why can blogging be so difficult? If you aren't aware, this blog is not my first. I know! Shocker! In fact, it's not even my second, this is my third blog. This reason why blogging is so hard is mainly down to three factors. Perseverance Creativity Mood. Persevering with a blog is hard. I promised… Continue reading The Truth About Blogging
"I'm not getting old.", I think to myself as I dig through my office drawers for something that isn't my collection of Tesco, ASDA and Sainsbury's carriers, in case, I think to myself I ever need to use them. "I'm not getting old". I think as I make myself a cup of tea exactly at… Continue reading Am I Becoming My Parents?
I have finally found myself again. Winter has seemed to off dragged on and I struggled to be able to make it through this year without giving up. The days and nights where dark, I would leave in the morning for work and it would be just darkness and when I would come home the… Continue reading Coming Home