That's my mental health .. up and down like them. (Apologies for any offence caused by the title and first sentence - none meant.)
I've been on a roll for ages now, all has been well and I could cope with whatever life could fling at me.
However - and I don't know about you - the black dog is only ever just below the surface.
One little kick or scratch and there I am, scurrying back to my safe place; locking the door, closing the curtains and shutting the world out.
I have been like that for several years.
I write my blog, it's my own voice, my own opinions.
I often apologise in a blogpost and say (like above, I've just realised..) it's just my own opinion.
Folk who have known me for a long time know me as a gentle, easy-going soul. I was a special-needs teacher my whole career. I love quirky things and being a little different.
What I don't like is being picked on, slated, bullied by people who believe they are better than other people.
This happens from the same person via my blog comments or via their vlog channel. They have known me for years, and know just how to pick on me.
I do have my own opinions and I stand by them. I love writing my blog and I'm not stopping. You can't hurt me unless I give my permission - and I don't.
(Go and take a long look at yourself in a mirror. You are an adult. Start behaving like one. Jealousy green is not a colour that suits you. Please, grow up and leave me alone.)