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Disfunctional’s Guide to Functioning

Level 0-2: Beginner

Level ⓪

·        Took Meds □

·        Ate Something □

·        Drank Something □

Level ①

·        Changed my clothes- even just from dressing gown to new pyjamas □

·        Left the bed for >30mins during the day – even just to the sofa □

·        Opened the curtains when I was awake and there was daylight □

Level ②

·        Washed body- shower/bath □

·        Cleansed face □

·        Brushed teeth □

·        Had an actual meal □

·        Wore day time clothes □

·        Left the bed for >3hours during the day □

Level 3-5: Intermediate

Level ③

·        Completed Beginner □

·        Woke up before 12pm □

·        Slept before 3am □

·        Made tea □

·        Washed Hair □

·        Messaged a friend/family member □

·        Did not engage in obsessive/unhealthy behaviours □

·        Had at least two actual meals at normal times □

·        Left the bed for afternoon and early evening □

Level ④

·        Woke up before 10.45am □

·        Slept before 1.45am □

·        Did hair/make-up/some sort of personal grooming □

·        Left the house (briefly) □

·        Had three meals including breakfast □

·        Spoke to a friend family member on the phone or in person □

·        Out of bed for the majority of the day □

Level ⑤

·        Managed normal sleep/waking cycle □

·        Performed usual morning routine □

·        Socialised with friends/family □

·        Checked Emails/messages □

·        Washed my mugs □

Level 6: Advanced

Level ⑥

·        Completed Intermediate □

·        Tidied the room □

·        Did my Laundry □

·        Made sure I had Groceries □

·        Re-engaged in some study □

·        Restarted an interest I normally abandon when sick (sport/music/art?) □

Just trying to level up.

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#Yes #Han #Dad jokes #star wars

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#space #exploration #science #voyager 1

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#NowPlaying Jeux Interdits: Spanish Romance by Anonymous, Miloš Karadaglić, English Chamber Orchestra, Paul Watkins

#music #spotify

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So true! 😂 #ChristianMemes mms

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Sometimes life isn’t fair, and situations beyond your control can wear you down until you feel like there’s nothing left.

Over the past few weeks I’ve suffered a string of dissociative episodes, primarily as a symptom of generalised anxiety disorder. I wish I could say that it was just the typical rise and fall associated with a condition like mine, but the honest truth is that the circumstances I was in brought the worst out of me.

In spite of all the unnecessary bullshit we’ve had to deal with, one person has stayed strong and believed in me all the way. Where I thought I would lose for certain somehow I came out winning.

I guess what I’m trying to say is that sometimes life drops you in at the deep end, and no matter how efficiently, logically, calmly or morally you tackle your problems they can still keep biting back and resisting change.

It isn’t fair to have to get broken by these things, and it isn’t your fault if you succumb to the pressure. Unfortunately there are still so few people who understand precisely what it means to struggle through those moments. Remember to count your blessings and appreciate those who stand by you through the worst of times, because they are the truest people you will ever find.

I know it sounds clichéd but I am so grateful to have found someone like you. You make all the pain feel worth it.

#silver lining #blog #mental health #anxiety #love #recovery

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Preach

#kanye west #Truth nuggets #Wisdom

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Alice has green fingers.

#roses #flowers #photography

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Fight fire with fire and burn myself on the edge.

#ADELAIDE #lyrics #new writing

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#music #spotify

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ADELAIDE

https://www.facebook.com/AdelaideCambridge/?fref=ts

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So today I spent a good few hours on’t bog surfing the world wide web applying for my license to pursue my dream of becoming the worlds leading heavy goods mover. I figured what better way to celebrate this mint occasion than by taking a rate good picture of me sen and sharing a bit of it for you all to have a goosey.

So, here we are like, me face, and the introductory pages of the soon to be classic “Did i drivd it?”.

Dear whoever the heck came across the words of  the true hero of the north

My name is Matthew Nicholls. I was born on march 22nd, 1986 in Maltby, England. I entered rotherham like an astroid, having no clue how fucking important my being alive was going to change the wholesale food industry . I grew up as pointless and burger as zacs chippy (best chip buttes this side of the atlantic) with my parents, and my step dad martin. 

Now, at the age of 26, I have travelled the universe and shared my genius with enough people to fill the old miller football ground. not new one though, its fucking massive. got undergrass heating and job lot . I’ve overcome a bovril addiciton that should’ve killed me and a wagon wheel addiction that almost did. I’ve drivd, droven and drivd again. In fact, I’ve drivd almost as many powered industrial trucks as pallets I’ve lifted.   lets just for now at least, file that under the category of “FORKING HELL!”

So I guess I’m a loose cannon, “Living the life you can only dream of” as I once so rate goodly put it.  Mick Pickles, the physical embodiment of  fresh, frozen and… What was that last part again?  Commercial Warehouse Control ? Well, here’s where things get interesting. You see, I am and always will be, a Forklift truck driver. I am and will from now until the cows come home, be a leader, no, an icon, in the supermarket rat race.  But my passion is not forklifts, no. Wait, I know thats hard to hear, but read on commrades. ask anyone in morrisons (the branch in brambly, near maltby) and they’ll agree, I ironically am the front and center, high and mighty, plump up my plumage and parade it around for is in every way, and no other sucker comes close.  I am not talking Aldi, Londis, One stop, Martins, happy shopper, not even the m & s’s they have at services on the m1. 

I’m talking cranes. I’m talking oil rigs. 

at this point be wondering what the hell I am doing here. Am I lost? Did I take a wrong turn? Surely I must be in the wrong place… You ask me ‘but nicholls, your a fork lift driver, through & through, god put you on this planet so you could shift frozen peas, and ikea overstock” Well, you are as wrong as wrong could be and then some. I knew what I was getting myself into and still, with the tip of me noggin and the tap of me toes i swan dived right into the deep end of the madness, the unstable ocean of insanity known as deep sea oil drilling.

My uncontrollable passion for lifting began at a very young age. I remember all too clearly on countless occasions singing and dancing around to bob the builders “can we fix it, yes he can” on this enormous stage to a warehouse of  unmoved pallets, which, in reality, was a tricycle that i taped a spade to.  I remember i wouldn’t ever use a spoon, my love for forks was so serve. and let me tell you, eating custard without the aid of a spoon is not a task to be taken lightly.  In truth, I was consistently an offensively bad lifter until puberty finally released me from it’s weak,  puny, horse meat grip. That never stopped me  like. I found solace in every and any instrument I could use to pick up stuff. Age 7; dog shit scooper, on which I distinctly remember being a genius with. Age 8; fishing net which lasted about as long as it takes to badly learn not to fuck about with gypsies. Age 9; a stolen trolley from safeway, my first real venture into the world of shifting stuff.  Age 11; wheelbarrow- at this point people were starting to not only acknowledge my natural ability with transporting produce, but also to encourage it. Age 12; My first garden cart, heavy duty, 30 percent of from coopers of stortford. Thats when everything changed. and nothing could ever be the same. 

So how, out of nothing, did I become something so spectacularly incredible, so gifted, so talented, a voice of my generation? 

What the hell happens int head, int dna, in me very soul, that made me the drover i am today?

Can it be that all the bovril, the late night wagon wheels that are to either blame and/or thank?

Truth is, I aint got foggiest. This book is the collective insights of myself and those closest to me regarding my self proclaimed condition of ‘exaltans commercial bona’ - adj. Not of sound mind… Often referred to as “LIFTER OF COMMERCIAL GOODS!”

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Looking for Alaska - John Green

#looking for alaska #john green

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Have a look at my other blog if you’re interested in this sort of thing, I’m going to be posting updates to this there fairly regularly.

Songwriting Challenge

Over the last year I’ve fallen out a bit with my creativity. Due to a lot of things in my life falling apart simultaneously I had to take a lot of time out to focus on myself and getting back to where I was. I’m still working on it, and hopefully soon I’ll be off the pills and into a state of being far beyond the one I was in before all this happened. The reason for writing this post is to catalogue my next step in recovery: reclaiming the creative spark.

I’m going to be completing a series of challenges over the next few weeks, and posting the results on this blog. Forgive me if it’s not too great to start with, I’m expecting it might take a while to get into the swing of things. I figure making myself responsible to tumblr might give me that little extra bit of motivation to keep going! Hope you guys find something useful in what I’m doing, thanks for being there for me.

#songwriting #challenge

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Frizzly came in the post #teddy

#teddy

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My tumblr turned 3 today... so many memories.

#tumblr birthday #tumblr milestone