The Sinful Sunday prompt is Good Morning. I hope you enjoy this dippy egg picture.
I try to start the year with positive intentions. I like to bubble with support for people and make life better. I also used to like to start my days waking up with someone, but I now accept that it is not something that is my reality. Plus, I snore. And worry all the time that they will hate me.
I’m going to put the image here. After the image, I am going to write about my mental health, and it may be triggering to some.
I’m not OK. I haven’t been OK for over a year. My bipolar is hard to manage, and my baseline is depressed. Riding the highs helps, but the meds make the highs rarer. So rare that I can’t remember them.
So, I am struggling. My anxiety has ramped up to waking every night as if I have been punched or suffocated. I often have to build in extra time to my morning routines to allow time to be sick and recover. I can’t take my meds until I know that I am fairly certain that I can keep them down.
I used to feel that I had a vibrant part in community. My rejection sensitive dysphoria causes problems and I am having to work hard to not disappear completely. I need active reassurance that I am wanted. The real bitch of that is that when it is in combination with my bipolar dips, I struggle to respond.
I feel really shit and I have for all of last year. I am actively challenging myself to prevent future harm from my mental health and to manage the pain and exhaustion of my physical health conditions. I don’t know what the year will bring. I hope that it will be better than this one.
Hi
Thank you for sharing all of this with Us your readers and loyal supporters. I can only imagine how heavy it must feel to carry all of this day in and day out. Just know We hear you—every part of your struggle—and want you to know that your words matter.
It’s incredibly brave of you to name all that you’re dealing with. It takes strength to keep showing up, even on the days when it feels unbearable. You’ve been putting in so much effort to take care of yourself, even when it’s exhausting, and that’s not small.
Please realise that we do not have answers, but we see you, We’re listening, and want you to know you’re not alone in this. You matter deeply, even when it’s hard to feel that way.
Please note that I and many others are holding hope for You, Our fellow human being—that this year, 2025, brings you more moments of lightness, more support, and The reassurance you need to feel wanted and connected.
Mark
Honey, I want to echo those so well-expressed words from Mark.
You have shown great courage and resilience, and are clearly loved and appreciated by so many.
You worry your words may be triggering for some – I am sure there are those for whom they will be a supportive message that they are not alone in their own experiences.
You and I have not known each other for long, but I find you impressive and so creative. You add colour and smiles and uplift through your posts, and not just through the erotic content. You express yourself in compelling and relatable prose as well as your so accomplished artistic photography.
There is so much care for you out here.
A
Thanks for sharing. It makes us feel closer to you – or want to be anyway.
Your images, like this one, are beautiful and poignant. I Love it.
I love that you are able to share all of this with us, can’t be easy going through what you do but I really hope 2025 is a hell of a lot better for you.
Love the image you shared, can’t beat a good egg in the morning with some toast.
Well I certainly do enjoy your lovely dipping photo. As I always enjoy all your photos!!!
I hope your new year can continue to be positive … and warming!!!
Xxx – K
I love this picture. It is delicious is so many ways!
I am sorry you had a tough year. I can relate to some of it as peri menopause seems to have really knocked me in the last year and I feel like I have lost a bit of who I was and am having to find who I am now. It is confusing and hard at times too.
I hope you continue to still be here. You count, your words, experiences, pictures, they are all of value
Molly
I am craving a dippy egg! And I’m sorry the past year has been hard, as you know it’s been tough for me too and I don’t know who I am anymore either.
Honey, I read your text and recognised myself. I know the loneliness, the stress, the having to build in not being able to function to daily existence just to get through a day. I haven’t dealt with it like you have and each have to find their own way of doing so. I also feel the pain of the catch 22 situation in that you are scared to reach out to people in case they reject you but the alternative is just crying alone with no hope of change. After a while, it becomes easy to give up and just settle into what is a basically permanently unhappy situation – but at least its some sort of stable. All of this I am myself intimately familiar with. Yet underneath the surface there still beats a heart and the flame of desire is still strong. I know thats as true of you as it is of me. Reach out to me if you want to. A welcome is guaranteed.
I love this photo and don’t get the chance of enough dippy eggs myself!
I’m so sorry you’ve been through and are going through such a difficult time and I’m glad I popped in to see you here. I do hope you will stay here even if you only pop in from time to time. I think many of us identify with the feelings about the community we once had.