Tag: social media
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My latest happiness experiment. Creating space for the things I need and love.
I have dabbled in the past with less social media and tv, every time I have I found benefit in it. I found myself not only feeling better in my general well-being but also looking forward to doing those things more. So in my latest continued attempt to improve my mental well-being I have concocted…
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Don’t be scared of saying the wrong thing. Saying something is better than nothing.
Don’t be scared of saying the wrong thing. Saying something is better than nothing. I see so many posts on social media about what we should and should not say to someone when they are struggling with their mental health. So many things saying, you must not try to fix the problem, you should not…
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Social media drains our happiness. How to detox…
Social media can be a great way to connect with others. Learn and grow. Or simply enjoy our time. For many of us we love nothing more than spending hours a day scrolling through the apps to fill our time. Sometimes those little apps absorb more than battery. Here are some tips to take a…
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Seven Things to be Mindful of: Social Media Groups
Today’s blog was prompted by a recent experience of a family member. I will explain a little more at the end of this piece. Reflecting on this event I started to think about the hazards of social media groups aimed at supporting people with mental health. There are of course lots of benefits to groups.…
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Because finding happiness is something everyone has to work for and for those that struggle to achieve it we can’t stand by and simply tell them its ok.
Where I find myself increasingly sad is not where people reach out and make their issues known but where others encourage all the wrong behaviours. Some how mental health has become something we are scared of challenging, some how the hero stories are those people that don’t work to improve their mental health but wallow…
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Poem – Unsocial Media
I scroll, I flick, I switch I stare. I look for the answers, But your not there. I can not find, for what I search. The satisfaction, left unheard. And yet I repeat, the same dam steps. Motions engraved,in a dance of regret. What will it take to break free? To find the thing that…