Welcome to blog! I started it in 2020 to chart my recovery from breaking my ankle (hence the name). I guess no-one saw a global pandemic coming. It's turned into a place where I can talk about the things happening in my life, my horse and my cats. Enjoy!
So it’s World Mental Health Day. Well this is the single biggest thing that keeps my mental health stable. You could call it my ‘stable relationship’.
I’ve been very open about my mental health struggles over the years. I’ve been a frequent visitor to dark places. Horses have always helped me to find a way back to the light.
I’ve cried so hard I’ve feared I’d never stop. I’ve laughed so hard I’ve never wanted it to stop. I’ve had times when I felt like I could conquer the world. Then I’ve been scared to leave my house.
I’ve felt such pain and such joy I couldn’t breathe. I’ve felt nothing and everything. I’ve loved. I’ve lost. But I’m still here. Getting up over and over again. Trying to give more than I taken. Finding joy in the little things. Smiling, laughing and loving.
Mental Health isn’t obvious. It isn’t straightforward. It is something we all have. We shouldn’t need a day to tell us to think about it. It should be part of our daily life.
So let’s all try to look after ours. Do what makes you feel good. Be with people who make you feel good. But most importantly be kind – to yourself and others.
And if you’re struggling right now (as many seem to be), know that you are safe, you are loved and you are very much appreciated.
So 2020 was going to be my year. The year I got my life sorted after being served redundancy notice from my job in November 2019. The year I ticked off more things from my horsey bucket list. The year I got my mental health back under control and reduced stress in my life.
I had a plan. And it was a good one. Then the plan changed dramatically on 2 January. I came off my horse at speed and broke my ankle. Badly. Like all good equestrians, I got back on and rode back to the yard, sorted Buddy out and then drove myself to A&E. That’s where this journey really began...
I was sent home from A&E and told to crack on, only to receive a phone call later to say they’d missed a fracture (and a rather serious one at that). Whoops! So fracture clinic on 3 January, surgery on 5 January and home to recover.
I started this blog as a way to chart my recover back to the saddle. As I cleared clinics and competitions out of my diary and wondered what the next few months would bring, it's been a safe space for me to say how I'm feeling.
The new plan was to get a new job, to keep Buddy is kept ticking over and recover from my injury. Another good plan! I didn't expect a global pandemic, lockdown and all that happened in 2020.
This blog has changed over time but it's continued to be my safe space to share the things going on in my life, with Buddy and the cats. Enjoy!
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