23/05/2022
*brushes the dust off this account* Some details from a beautiful wander through the museum gardens after my contacts appointment last week. My anxiety levels were low enough that I felt able to take photos like a tourist without feeling a impending sense of doom 😂 (and honestly, that’s the goal, I will forever be a tourist in York even after 5 years here, it’s the most beautiful city) it sounds like such a small thing, but I’ve actually wanted to grab a photo of this door and the tall red house for actual years and put it off due to anxiety, due to not having the right equipment (taken on my iPhone 5 bby xo),ect. The last few years have been stupid hard but I’m realising that I have in fact grown and learnt a lot (such as to no longer allow toxic relationships to prosper). That said, I’m definitely not going to spill my heart out on here like I once did (she says), too much has happened for that. But I do hope to express and connect with people through my poems, which I’m going to start posting again soon, so watch this space 🖤 And as you can see, I’m also not going to stop being a deeply emotional and soppy git 💁🏼♀️Manifesting all of the love and support rn to those who need it🖤
