I bought a dog 🐶

I bought a dog 🐶

Hey guys!

It’s a new day and a new post.

So today I thought I would tell you about my journey to buying my first dog.

I’ve had dogs in the past, but this one a bought for myself to live with me and my boyfriend.

So here’s the story.

When I was a child, my great grand owned a greyhound called twiggy. She was fawn in colour and by far the sweetest, most chilled out dog I’ve ever known.

My mums father used to have greyhounds before he passed, and my mum would always go on about how beautiful they were. Now for a long time, I disagreed because who would want a dog that looks like a praying mantis?

That was what I thought until one day at university we were doing a companion animal practical where we were learning about the signs of an unhealthy cat or dog. It just so happened that we were practicing on greyhounds. And that was it. I fell in love.

The big beautiful souled creatures just wanted love an affection. They wanted to be your best friend and follow you everywhere.

For the past few years I’ve moved basically every year. Now we are living more permanently and I decided it was time to get my dream dog……but it was postponed for various reasons. That was when I started to get quite depressed and anxious about all my other life stuff as well, so it was a shit time really.

I recently had a week of leave and I decided it was time. It was the perfect timing. I told myself it would give me a reason to get up early. It would help me by caring for someone else who needed it. It would stop me from being selfish.

And so, I got bella. A beautiful black greyhound. The joy she has brought me recently is hard to compare to. I’ve been outside more in the last two weeks than I have in the last 8 months. She has given me motivation to become a healthier and happier person again.

Until next time…

Well here we go!!

Well here we go!!

Okay guys,

It’s time,

I’m changing myself for the better and I’m taking you guys along with me.

So I’ve mentioned before that I gained weight quite quickly at the beginning of the year and it hasn’t budged….well, since then I have been put on antidepressants for my anxiety. For years I thought that if I worked hard enough I would be able to fix myself, why use medication…..

I’ve been on them for two months and I’m incredibly surprised at how good I’ve been feeling mentally lately. I was told that I would possibly gain more weight, have lowered libido, and become numb to my emotions. Thankfully, none of these side effects have occurred.

So to me that’s telling me that I was doing a lot worse than I thought. The fact that some tablets made me feel better than I have in so long made me realise that it was a good thing that i started to take them.

I’m usually a very stubborn person and I like to think I can do everything by my self. This isn’t the case. Although I can be very self motivated, in this situation I did need the help. Some people may be thinking “why dont you just talk to a psychologist and ditch the drugs?”, well I’m also doing that. And I don’t think I’d be a very good patient if I didn’t have that extra help.

I used to think I’d be ashamed of myself if I got help with my mental illness. My mind made me this way so why can’t my mind fix me? I now realise that it’s more than okay to have a little help, and just that little bit of help has motivated me to get serious about my physical health.

I’ve always enjoyed being active. I’ve done many many sports and dancing, I love swimming and I love the outdoors. Since I’ve been largely inactive this past 8 months due to my promotion, I often feel frumpy and oddly exhausted every day, and I truly believe that it’s because I have been so inactive after years and years of doing every activity under the sun.

So now to the point.

I’m officially starting my journey to physical and mental health. I’ve been saying that to my boyfriend for months, but something about documenting it and sharing it with people helps. I guess now people know, I’ll have to keep it up!

So time to get real and show what were working with. To give you an idea, I’m 5’2 and a very hourglass figure. I’ve never been called skinny and I’ve been fine with that! My waist is quite small and is usually a couple sizes smaller than my bust and bum. Okay….here are my starting photos!!!

I’m as big as I’ve ever been here, plus Ive been snacking, so the way I see it.. I can only get smaller!!

A toast to a healthier mind, body and soul!!

Until next time…