So it turns out that your mental health can suffer if you don’t treat yourself to a spot of relaxation. Who thought eh? The best way I’v found to neglect relaxation is to have a kid, work full time and to make sure your partner works late into the evening so that you, alone, are responsible for putting gremlin child (seriously, her mood had usually deteriorated to nothing short of a Demon by the evening) to bed, making dinner and trying to make the place look livable. Couple this with a dash of anxiety and spoonfuls (teaspoon sized, I’m getting there) of depression and you’ll be sure to send yourself into a uptight, on edge, mood swinging, self destruct numpty. Continue reading “Welcome to the Relax Dome”
Apparently becoming an adult means even relaxing has to be thought through and scheduled. Oh my.