How to Adult ,My Inside life | DanielMarshallAdventures

This blog post is going to be a combined post, mentioning bits that i have said in a few others posts, the reason for this is to go even deeper into things and also mention more things i am learning how to cope as adult and with my issues in life (:
i would like to say like i do with most posts, i have learned to be fully open, to live life for me, and be happy the best i can, I get rid of the people that want to ruin my life or dont care and fill in with love, caring and the best friends and community in the world, and i will keep trying to expand my friends, keep trying to improve in life and always keep being who i am !!!

I mentioned a few weeks back that seeing a private counselor has been helping, as they dont stick to stupid score sheets or guidelines, The person is there to listen, to understand, to dig deep into the issues you face in life and your past, and to help you become better at controlling these feelings.

The reason i am even writing this post is because of how deep the talks have been, and that i feel its best to reflect that for others to see, understand and might even help someone who is going through similar issues (:

When you grow up, you start to learn things about yourself, as you grow up, your supposed to learn the right from the wrong, that is what parents are there for, to help you grow as a person, to help you overcome challenges, to help you learn for later life in becoming an adult ??
I dont have overall figure so this is a guess amount but i would say over 50 percent of humans in the world, have not grown up with a loving family, its either one parent or the other who have been supported of their child/ children.
Not matter how small or big events have been in that child,s life those things will always be buried deep within our brain, just waiting for when we feel low or have a bad day to remind us of those horrid times and sometimes it can sit with for hours and sometimes even days before we snap out of that place and back to reality.

The past week i have had to go back to those dark places to understand about my life, which has meant being stuff up that has scared me, that has hurt me, but without bringing them up, and learning to overcome them, then the demons will only ever get stronger !!!

When i reflect on the past, it really shows that your actions and who you are come from your parents.
Often when you feel alone, stressed and other emotions, the Dna from our parents comes into play without us even realizing it, until that moment when its to late, we have either said or done something our parents did which has been bad, and the only way to make sure it does not happen again, is to think and understand why they acted that way and put solutions in place in our minds so that we do not act like them.

For myself i am 26, but there is a kid the age of around 10 still inside me, what do you mean by that?
This is something the counselor brought up and i do think its very true.
From the age i was born, until i was 18, i had one parent who tried to be there as much as she could, to try and teach me things.
on the other hand i had my dad who was not only physically abuse but mentally abuse to my mum, who whenever i could not do something straight away, like ride a bike, or even things i could not do like tie laces, instead of having the patience to teach me or even let my mum do that, it was often replaced with, my dad shouting at my mum saying at his age he should be able to do this and that.
The thoughts of learning became into my own personal frustration at myself for not being able to do the simplest thing that most people could do, which would often lead me to put myself down, and had a overall knock on my confidence.

The times of being able to relax after a hard day of school, would often be replaced by sitting on the top of the stairs listening to my dad shouting at my mum, and having to sit and listen because i knew what my dad was like with turning that into physical and needed to be there to help mum away from it.

On top of all that, some people from school, knew what was going on, with those people living on the same street as us, these people would often bully me and then others would bully me because of my issues of not being able to do normal everyday life skills that even at that age, a lot of kids knew.

Everyday i felt i was on edge, scared, lonely, no friends, and often having to play sports on my own just to get out of the house.

So the times where i was supposed to learn about life, it was not there, until me and my mum finally moved away from my dad, and i started college life, learning about having to pay for board, having my own money from college, to spend or save on what i wanted.
So for me the life skills i should have learnt up till then i had only started when i was around 17-18, so overall my age level is around a 10 year old, to the point that due to events from moving away from my dad, life went to fast forward state, and again instead of having that learning experience i was thrown into the deep end.

My mum had the trouble of having bill after bill stacked due to most of the things we owned being brought through a catalog, or the stupid buy now pay nothing till 2 years time etc which was in my mums name, but was being paid through most of the income earned from my dads so called disabllites, which contain of him going mental a lot, him moaning saying the doctors keep giving my tablets, and moaning at my mum even shouting and crying saying they think i am mental, why wont they do anything. he went to hospital to get checked, nothing wrong with him, he put himself into hospital, to many times, not because he had hurt himself, no, just because he thought he was dying
the so called act, he used most of my childhood and i bet uses to this day.
while he claimed this for supposed to be having disabllites, i feel that i wouldnt say i have some but i do have learning difficulties, such as dysprxia, and dylexia

Anyway getting back to the point, my mum was in money problems, and i was trying to help the best i could but i also had to think about my future,
a few months into living my mum, things seemed ok, and i even starting seeing a girlfriend for a few months.
we did not work out and i just started to focus on college.
A few months later i started talking to someone online, we got on well, and after a few months of talking decided to meet.
This started to develop more and more, but the more i saw her, the more my mum did not like it and her whole attitude changed towards me, shouting at me all the time, the anger built up from my dad made me often shout back and stand up for myself, i suppose i was in a rebellious stage in my life.
At the time i had no idea i was turning into my dad, because i had put those bad feelings to the back of my mind, and also with being adult and having adult responsibilitys, i was not thinking what i was saying, i just wanted to think about my future and that future was being with this person i really liked.
Its bad when your parents do not notice how bad your grammer is when you speak or even words that you can not say, like basketball and biscuit without it sounding funny.
That the person that notices your issues is the person who hardly knows you, but loves you and wants to help.
I did not have the issues where if i could not do something i would be shouted for, instead i had that support, and overtime without being stressed, my speech became better, again something i should have already knew how to do but it was my brain acting at a much younger age due to the dramatic events in my life.

Then became a very challenging and stressful few months, as i was kicked out the house for such stupid reasons, so the girlfriend who i was with asked her parents if i could stay around for a few days until i got things sorted.
I had to make trips back and forth from Nottingham to Grantham, as because i had not registered with Grantham council for at least 3 months and had a connection from Nottingham, i was told they could not help that i must get somewhere in nottingham.
after a lot of stress not only for myself but in our Relationship, I finally got a shared house In Nottingham.
over the course of a year, i was living life still on the edge, where i had landlords that did not care about the state of the place, and were scamming clients, other tenants shouting, banging, playing loud music, stealing, as well as hardly eating at i did not know how to budget, what food to buy, i had no form of entertainment, as i had no tv and no wifi.
each week i wished would fly by just so i could see my girlfriend at the weekend.
I had never learned to cope as adult until i was shoved into the deep end, and the whole experience made me very depressed, i had no friends to talk to, so just being able to talk to my girlfriend for a few a day leading up till meeting her again got me by.

The whole thing was a bonding experience though and after that year we both decided it was best to move to Grantham after applying for a application to be put through that council.

Things started  to get better in my life, and after a few months in a shared house in Grantham decided it was time to move in with each other with our own place.
Her parents helped a lot, with buying is what we needed for the place, but the problem of other bad tenants followed us.
it was a house built with 3 flats, with us being in the middle one.
upstairs played music loud all day and even through the night, downstairs kept setting off the fire alarm, slamming the door, and shouting.
my girlfriend was 2 years younger then me, she started studying at college, and often could not get enough sleep or study because of what was going off.
on top of this we started arguing a lot and being very distant with each other because i was not used to being the same room as someone, i was not used to spending time with someone, because i shut myself in my room playing video games most of my life up until the point we got with each other.
so instead of trying new things, and spending time with each other, i used to shut myself away from her a lot of the time.
This was also a time where, we was also learning about bills , rent, managing money, etc
learning to give and take on things we wanted as a couple.
Back then i was very unfit, i was very weak, and because we lived in a place where most of it was paid for, takeaways and treats started to creep in.
My girlfriend was helping out with her family business as well as studying, so it was time for me to look for work.
My first job i had, i was let go after 2 weeks, as it was working in a kitchen, with training being given on the job, instead of training being given prior to the job.
I had always suffered with asthma, and at the time i got the job, i had one of the worst colds i had in my life, working in the kitchen nearly made me faint, i felt so ill, i kept coughing, and i was struggling to remember things as i was told so many different things at once.
Her parents that were so supported and helped us so much, then started on me as if i was there own son, shouting at me and my girlfriend, that is was my fault i lost the job, this and that, which caused a massive arugement with my girlfriend, as she was not very supportive at the time either, and after i put my foot down and explained things, she finally defended me to her parents.

So it was time to look for another job, since moving in with each other, i had no idea what i wanted to do with my life, i had studied music at college before we got with each other, but that was only something i wanted to do as a hobby.
It was just the case off finding work to earn a income, so a few months later i got a job as a cleaner.
Most of the cleaning duties i copied with but the store was massive and had a lot of flooring that needed buffering, with me being very weak and grew up with a very poor grip on things and in strength, this then became very challenging.
I was given a warning for not being able to do it right at work, and they ended up giving the task to another member of staff.
I was with the company for about 3 months, in that time, i worked with a very nasty woman who decided to make stuff up saying i was not hovering the carpets, and that i had miss spots when i had not and even showed the staff working there.
However because she was acting miss goodie two shoes and chatted away a lot to the staff, people took her side, which led to me getting the sack.

Which you can imagine how that went down with my girlfriends parents this time !!!
It was always like i had to proof myself to them, and that they would treat me like their son, showing me a good time, taking us on trips but the moment i did something wrong that was not my fault, all hell came down on me, like seriously your not parents pee off.

After all the noise that went off in our flat, we could not take anymore and looked for a better place.
This was the next step into being with each other, we managed to get a lovely 2 bedroom flat, which did cost us a bit more money but worth it to have peace and quiet, and have more space.

The quiet though did feel like it was driving me nuts, and i did start to feel more depressed, i often fount myself having the house to myself 4 times a week, for about 6 hours to myself, feeling lonely bored, and just wishing she was back from work to spend time with her.
a lot of our time together i would say now looking back i did depend on her a lot and did want to spend a lot of time with her, to me because i did not have that love from my parents and having no friends, she was everything to me.
so of course over time, we had more arguments,over  such silly things, she got annoyed because i could not do things like help with cooking, even though she seemed to never have time to show me and help me.
i also struggled with putting bedding on, and often she would ask for help, show me and then i get it wrong, and then get moody because i was making more of a mess, like you clearly see after trying to show me that i cant do it even with showing me over and over, so its harsh but do not ask me to help you if your going to have a mardy about it.
also for me whenever we had arugement it would often take me much longer to calm down, get over it and go back to normality.
I think because of the way my dad was, without knowing it his attitude rubbed off on me, which of course i tried to fight so much not to be like my dad, but he is a part of me, and weather i knew it or not, in a way i was acting like he was.

Things also became very up and down with her parents, over going on holidays and hearing them have a go at each other, going on day trips hearing the same, there were a lot of good days and some bad days.
it just got so hard to have a life just us 2 when the more jobs i tried to keep for some reason i kept losing them, which only made her parents more and more mad at me, like i am trying you know.

I honestly think that life has a knock on effect that the more your trying to impress someone, and they have a go at you, other then having a go at them, and getting more and more stressed at myself for not being able to do simple things, then the only other place to release that anger and upset is the person your with ):

to most people even if they are together family is very important to that person, and i think it makes it hard to stay in love with that person, when your not only fighting one battle but 2, i think always trying to impress them, because they think your a slacker, and never really got on with you, that it makes it so much harder to think, is being with this person really worth it?
at the time my answer was yes, but now i look back, maybe more talks was needed, or to end it sooner without all the bad things that lead up to the break up and even after which you will know about a little later on.

You might be thinking if things were really that bad, why did you not seek help for yourself or even a as a couple, i think we both thought that nothing was really wrong with us, and that we did not need it.

it also became hard to not seem like a control freak, when we was already eating lots of takeaways buying things and going for day trips but since she never wanted to do budgeting i had to, which meant sometimes also caused arugements because i had to set limits to spending on days out.
it became really strange that, from not being able to control my own money, when in nottingham, to know making sure we had enough money left over each month.

6 months before we broke up, i had lost my longest job i had as a cleaner, over many reasons,
I decided there and then, that i clearly was not cut out for work, but also it was to stressful, trying to make sure i kept a job otherwise i would be shamed for being lazy, and not caring about supporting my girlfriend, if i did not have that stress and worry behind me maybe things would of been better for everyone !!!

it just amazes me that her parents, and my girlfriend never really mentioned about trying to get help for learning diffultites or something as clearly i did have some, but again i didnt say anything either because i was worried how her parents would take it and also, the thought never really crossed my mind.
on top of everything in life, i had my dad trying to reconnect with me, which i tried to see how things went, and all he ever cared about was giving us money, not spending time with us, and just being around him still put me on edge, he had not changed and that was shown in his actions.
If though i am being fully open, there are still things i wish not to disclose on the net, or even think about to write, lets just say i have not had contacted with both parents in over a year now (:

It often became frustrating for me as i wanted to help with cooking, with supporting her but i just got more and more stressed not being able to.

Then came  the most stupidest thing i had ever done, which i do regret to this day, but everything happends for a reason, and maybe this next action needed to happen in order for a fresh start.
One day while she was at work, i went onto the computer we shared, and often left our Facebooks open due to having that much respect for each other.
I dont know why but i decided to go through her inbox and it was a good job i did, as she was not only talking to a guy about us but soon would be her new boyfriend.
I had filpped out that she could not talk to me about her problems or even say to me she was talking to someone about it, which i would of been fine with but to find out that way, it made me anger and very unaware of my next actions.

she had text me  while she was at work saying she left her keys in the house so when she was near home could i let her in.
so for about a hour i pondered what to do, full or rage, took her keys left the house and texted her saying that i wanted to meet in a public place to sort things out as i was sick of us aruging in the house and other people hearing.
she had clearly had enough of us being together to as i knew what time she finish and for over a hour she did not text back or ring, i had then texted back, when i got a phone call from her saying she was at the house, with her parents, shoutiing at me to bring the keys back, forgetting we had the keys cut for her grandparents to feed the fish and hamsters we had when we went on holiday with her family.
I was upset and scared and said i will come back but not if your parents are there, since everytime we had a much smaller fall out, she always got them involved.
In the end i had no choice to go back to find the police there and so i was kicked out.
when we had rented the property the only way we could was for her parents to vouch for us, and only one person could be the lead tenant, her parents did not trust in my hands with not having a solid job so they wanted her to be the name on the property.
so of course in one way yes it was my own fault and i deversed what i got but on the other hand i had no where to go and had no say in not being kicked out.

I had to be taken to a hotel, which i had to scrap the little money i had together and it was over the weekend as well so i was in big trouble.
This point my head was spinning, i felt sick, i barely slept and tried to beg her to help me, yes i know that was silly as it was my fault but i had no support from no one and i loved her so of course not only did i want help but i didnt want to give up fighting for her.
She did help me for a few days, and eventually landed in supported housing.
That whole month was the worse month of my life as we tried to be friends, but we still loved each other, and it just caused even more arugements, which lead to my first caution.
On top of that i did another stupid, selfish act of trying to kill myself, by overdosing on tablets.

When you have no friends, you hate your family and the person you spent nearly 5 years together just comes crashing down, you honestly dont think what your doing.
It was stupid, i was in hospital for 3 days, when i got there is seemed a blur, i remember them making me drink this black stuff, to empty my system off the tablets, being sick, my head spinnng and much more.
Time seemed to loose track as i tried to get sleep but with being ill from the black stuff, what seemed like hours of sleep was only 30-40 Minutes.
 
After those few days i got back home, most days crying, not wanting to eat, i had trouble sleeping, i felt very weak, and i just kept sending email after email, moaning about how much we did with each other the memories and how i wanted her back.
I knew i could never get her back when weeks later after we offically broke up when trying to be with each other again, she then gets a new boyfriend.
Now i understand that we all move on fast, and others dont but a few weeks after???
I knew then that clearly she had been wanting to be with this person for possible more time then that.
As it doesnt seem right to go through that long of being together to be with someone else in a matter of weeks.
I dont know why she felt she needed to rush into things, but hey thats none of my business (:

So if you had not figured by now, my already state of mind, just went into overdrive, sending even more emails, this lead to my second caution, i will say there is a lot more that went down inc what her parents decided to do but i can not mention that as i know 100 percent, my ex, her parents, her friends would try anything to get me into trouble as you will find out in a bit.

Even though my support worker was telling me not to do things i still did them anyway because i was struggling to cope, even when i was in shared housing in nottingham i at least had my girlfriend to get me by those days, but this time i was truly on my own.
I had applied to get support from the mental health services a few weeks after we broke up, and was still on waiting lists to be seen.

So i tried as much as possible to get my head down and move on, with starting my own business.
I was gaining confidence but i was still breaking down everyday with bad depression.
I have mentioned about the whole process of my business etc  in other posts, so i wont repeat things to much.
I had got in touch with a old family member who wanted to help me out, and understand what was going on.
A few months later i went to some networking events, and decided to share a picture of me at the event, i then got a email as i had my twitter account settings to email me whenever i got a retweet, follow etc.
The email said so and so which was it was my ex twitter account, has liked your picture.
Now why would someone who hates you, and clearly moved on do that?
i shook it off, days later another email, it was her again, liking something else.
I then fell for her trap, and starting email her, i even said in the emails, i dont know if its some sick game you and your partner and parents are playing but stop it, you either want to get in touch or leave me alone.
I showed my support worker, and my family member, and both said do not email her, did i listen... nope !!!!!
Then to show how sad their lives had got, and clearly at this point they were laughing their socks off and just trying to get me into trouble, her mum retweeted something of mine !!!
Again for these people to never want me to contact them, etc they sure was going to some length.
3 days had gone by and i get a knock on the door its the police, taking me to the station and giving me a court notice for a months time, due to statements and proof from her that i had been harassing her.
Which to be fair i was, i even admitted to them i was, as i had nothing to hide, but i also stood up for myself and mentioned the emails.
which in a statement, her parents and her both declined that they had done so, despite printing of the proof and saying the police officers.
I still have everything logged to this day (:
inc what came next, so its the day of my court hearing, i plead gulity as like i said i was in the wrong.
The person i talked a few hours before the hearing said not to bother with the twitter things, as there is more evidence against you and if i brought it forward it would only drag things out and make it worse.
So i took a 12 month ban where i could not contact her, go into where she worked etc, and a fine.
This family member helped out with fine, but i knew my ex and her parents would be dancing in the fact of the outcome, to say that one month later, on her twitter account, she put a tweet about finally getting closure for the scumbag, and posted the link, that a newspaper put about cases through lincoln court this week, with me being in there and what it was for !!!
Now again yes i deserved to have my name branded as i did wrong, but at least i was not low enough to celebrate and speard the word more that i had done wrong, to say before all this court thing started she was tweeting about how her ex which was me would not move on with life and yet whos gloating in the fact i was named and shamed hmm...
In life there is always 2 sides to a story, in life you will always 99 percent of the time never get to voice that side to the others parents because they will also protect their own.
In life, you will get people like her, who try and tell her friends, her work colleagues and others, her side of the story, and try to make people hate that person even more.
Which i know for a fact due to people i talked to on facebook, that blocked, when trying to get to them that she had spoken to them, and no i was not losing it, this was down, to how the conversations went and what was mentioned.
all it did was made me laugh thinking well, i did wrong i have owned up for it and now i am trying to turn my life around and move on, and yet from someone who recokens they have the best boyfriend in the world, clearly at that time was not moving on, but more in the i didnt get the outcome i wanted, so now i will make his life more hell, like really??? lol

Maybe i should of gone to jail whos knows, but as the saying goes in movies, i was given a second chance in life to not turn out like my parents and to learn from my mistakes.
Often people make very bad judgements on someones past, weather knowing why that person was the way they were, and for me in that 6-7 month period of breaking up to going to court, i tried to make friends, but ended up surrouning myself with people who did not want to listen or care, and it was already making my depression even worse.

So i decided it was to start fresh, and with help finally from the mental health services but a plan, in place, to look and disucss what my issues were, what went wrong with me and my ex, what happened in my childhood, and what i want to do with my life now.

Talking through my issues, started to give my confidence back, and it did help me learn how i needed to act, and learn to become adult.
I had a good life, full of memories and good times, but if i am fair, in my own fault i was trapped in a loop, of just foucsing my whole life around her, and not what i wanted in life to.

So i got my head down on the computer, learned about photography, starting eating properly,
starting learning about the world and about my skills, and tried to turn what i wanted as business into a hobby but still network, still help the community, and still do what i loved.
I kept fighting to try and get more help from the mental health services and my learning difficulties, but because of lack of funding in lincolnshire it was getting harder, to become a proper adult because i was struggling to cook proper meals, to do everyday life skills that most people can do.

I decided as well as improving my mental health to do the things i loved doing at school, so playing tennis, running, and decided to improve my strength as i was still very weak by going to the gym.

I started to make friends, real friends and the best friends i have ever had in my life, i used my skills, to listen to people, help people, use my skills to help the community out, and more and more bulid my confidence as a person.

Skipping forward to the present, i now live a much better life, i am still fighting to get help, and had no luck over my learning diffulties, which has a knock on effect, you cant get higher help with housing if you havent had assesments for these issues, you cant get help with money etc for the same reasons.

Its got to bad that i have had to seek private counseling as i was just not getting the help i needed.
Everything has and will always happen for a reason, and through seeking other help, its helped me understand who as a person i am now.

Although i have learned a lot, i am not magically cured and i would not said like the clique movie says, he has changed, because i still get angry, 99 percent of the time its at my self now for not being able to do things or push myself to do better, i still get upset, i still have bad aniexty, and bad depression.
All i have done is tried to move on and channel my problems into my physical activites which has allowed me to achieve in my opinion to a high rate.

I have understood that for me tennis and the gym, is my happy places, because of how nice the community is there and how i managed to get involved, its also creates lots of happyiness because of the adrenaline factor.

So If your not running a business and not working what are you doing in life and why are you not working?

My confidence will always be part of the issue of not working, on top of every job i have had even the basic ones i have lost, the fact that i cant do simply things because i know how to do it but my body does it different.

The fact that i do not cope well under pressure and forget things a lot, and panic,
but if your doing all this sport, surely you have no issue working as your physically fit?
again this comes down to the mental health, you cant expect someone to feel the same happyiness and aderlaine working in a supermarkets, serving customers etc to running around, having a laugh etc.

I have not just magically turned my life around in a day, its taken nearly 2 years of learning and battling.
for me that is just how i work, competition fuels me but when i am doing sport, nothing else matters, no bad feelings, no worries, my confidence is higher then its ever been, so i stick with it.

I have learned i can be 2 people not in the sense of a perosnality disorder but how i am as a person in different situations, even spelled that situations just got me a little angry as i knew how to spell it but it just was not coming to me (:
So for example, when i am playing tennis, the rush of happyiness means my aniexty goes, i can talk to people, i dont all big headed and over confident but i am able to have a laugh and relate to people.
with photography its the same i feel confident, i can make speeches, i can network with people.
However put me in front of a social meeting group, i got quite, i get anxious i often leave early even though i want to make friends, same with music events.
Sometimes i can stay and i feel happy and sometimes i think everyone is looking at me strange, even though i know they arent, i get all panicked  if there are a lot of people near me, even if i am there to take photos and enjoy the music.

I have learned that so far, despite all the coping mechanisms and talking about it 90 percent of my depression is just random, i can be going for a walk, and then feel sad, which then i start thinking of bad things, which then can either lead to a bad few hours or a bad few days.

A month a go i had my worse 2 weeks in a row in a long while, where photography, sport, just made me feel worse, i got angry because i was not able to do or enjoy what i was doing which then made me feel more rubbish about my self, and it was a catch 22 problem.

I just try to take each day as it comes, i was a crap person, i had no self worth, i had no plans for a future, i acted like a kid, i had no friends.
But now i just try to keep improving my life and learning, thinking that i have come along way,
I have not tried to force myself to be with someone else because, got simple i was not ready,
As sad as it may seem, it had to go to court, for me to finally snap myself from wherever i was to grow up, and be the person i am now, i am not perfect, i am not the best looking person in world,
i am not a mastermind, but with learning, i have grown up, i have stood up for myself, i have became stronger then i ever was, i am a lot wiser then i was, and although i do struggle to be an adult, the only thing i can keep doing is looking forward, and being true to who i am (:
My ex took one path to one live, and i took another, i have learned to now not worry about what and who my ex is with because i now have my own life to progress forward (:

There is possible a lot more i could of said and things that ill go ahh i forgot to put that,
I know a lot of you might be wondering why i have decided to write this?
the simple answer is i am who i am, i will always be open, i am not afarid anymore of what people think of me, i make enemies and i make friends, that life, you cant aim to please everyone as its not possible, but what you can do is hopefully make people understand a little better, at the person you are, and that through the dark times, there is always light, hope and a path in life where things are better, you just have to find it, hold onto it and let it grow into the new strong person you are today (:

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What i have learned about myself about the past year, and the future | DanielMarshallVlogs

When I decided to take blogging serious, the idea was to make it a platform to help the local community, over time that expanded to my adventures in life.
At the moment though i feel its the only place i can be true to who i am, not being afraid of who knows,weather that be friends, the local community, even people i have networked with or may network with in the future.
Over the course of the last year, i have lived by the rule of if i can not be who i am then i am lost,
I would rather make loads of enemies and have a small selection of the best people in the world, then have people who i hardly talk to, or do not understand me.

So what i am about to talk about, is my life, its who i am, i take each day as it comes, and i hold no regrets on what i say because people can choose not to read my blogs, choose not to like me as a person, laugh etc, you can not please everyone, or even make every understand, all i try to do is have a place where i can get my thoughts out, and help people understand a little more about the person i am Behind a computer screen and in real life (:

Now for me, i often feel the need to blog, or feel inspired in some way, when i have watched a movie, tv show or even videos on Youtube.
I will often Relate to that thing, as i find if i reference something, its easier for my brain to get the information out i am trying to say or write.
I used to be with someone years a go, who used to have a right go at me for doing this, and ok i can understand that it may have been annoying but if that is sometimes how i get what i need to say out then i really dont see there being a issue around it (:

So for this section i will be referencing DR Foster,
with the show showed whats its like with complex emotions are in play around a child and how much that child trys to shove it back into his head and get on with life, deep inside feelings will always take over how you feel, weeks, month and years later, if something really bad happend in our lives, we often try to bury it so much that, one moment in life it all comes flushing back to the point its to much to cope.
I felt strong emotions towards the show because, although my parents did not cheat, i was in the middle of something i could not escape.
This was for 18 years, suffering with bad depression and aniexty, due to my dad being abusive to my mum.
If it was not the shouting, it was the beating, smashing the house, smashing plates, because oh no why my dad sat doing nothing, and mum was in the kitchen cooking a sunday roast, my dad would complain that the food was never hot enough, or it would be he didnt have enough meat, there was always somethng that was not right, and instead of sorting it out, he took it out by smashing things.
The times he didnt start on my mum, he would start on me, for not being able to tie my laces, saying, he should be able to f... tie them at his age.
My mum tried to teach me but again my dad would always have a go if i did not get it, so of course my self worth and confidence was next to nothing.
Only the last year, have i been able to really understand about my body and about myself, that i have poor hand coordination skills and sometimes i know what i am doing but then my body does not want to do the same, which i have talked about in other blog posts.

Many times i tried to run away, as i could not take living there anymore.
Many times i wanted to be around people, got into Relationships that i could not keep because i loved them but kept pushing them away as i did not want them to be a part of what was going on in my life.
By the time me and my mum managed to move away from my dad, it was to late as my mum was never abusive to me in a physical way, but mentally.
By then i started to get angry and shout back, as i had enough of being pushed from one post to another.
I never wanted to become my dad, i would hate myself if i ever did, but i had a lot of rage inside me because i was just so confused what was going on in my life.
The skills and the way of life to cope as adult was never there for me as most times if i could not do something i was shouted out, instead of understanding why i could not do said thing.

When i Finally got into my first serious relationship, i was very shut off for months, i had got used to shutting myself in my room, playing video games, i was not used to love and affection,
so the first few months we aruged a lot, and almost broke up because i could not cope opening up how i felt around her.

I was with her for nearly 5 years, but as we got more into being with each other, we both, not just one person but both, started getting angry at each other, which then made us both feel depressed at times,
for me i was the one more depressed and because i got used to shutting my side in my room when anything bad happend with my parents, it used to take me ages to calm down to compared to my ex.

Something i do not think she understood at the time, and i never really tried to be open and tell her,
its only been this last year that i have been able to look at my past and realize what went wrong.

We shouted a lot over such stupid things, as a result we ended up breaking up over so many different things, to this day i am still trying to figure everything out.

Although i do think about the past, i do not let it run my live, and my future, you can not and should not bury the past and never think about it no matter how painful it is.
ok do not think about it all the time, but its always good to think through the bad and the good times, that way you can see what went wrong, and not make those mistakes again, but also remember that you had good times, which will stay with you, and make you stronger going forward.

The last month i have been talking about the past a lot, to a private counselor i am seeing which has been good as i have been able to learn so much about myself.

When i was with my ex, she was everything to me, and i used to think that as long as she was happy i was, and that is not really how you should live your live, depending and foucusing your whole life on one person.
I am not saying do not care for the person you are with, but every single person needs to also have their own drive, confidence, self worth, goals, career etc.
You are strong Together as you are apart, if both of you are confident about your jobs your life and where you want life to take you, then that is what makes a good relationship.

When that was took away from me, due to mostly my own actions, I did not care about my life, i had no self worth, i took the cowards way out, and tried to hurt myself, i went into very bad depression.
I had no friends, i refused to be a part of my parents life, as my dad only cared about giving me money and not seeing me, and my mum, just never understood me, i had a few phones calls, and a meet, and you can just tell from the way she talked to me that she had not changed, and felt like she needed to be in control of my life.

So i shut myself off again, i became ill in the sense that, walking to the shop hurt, i was sick a lot due to not eating or overeating because of not eating properly, I would get a lot of pain, hardly any sleep,
I felt like i was going mad at times.

I struggled to cook proper meals for myself and still do a bit, again because its not that i dont know how to cook its my bloody body.

It took 7 months to snap me out of my madness, out of crying everyday, to find a little bit of self worth, through playing tennis and meeting people.
I quickly learned that i had all this strength, being poured from the regrets of life, and letting my self go, that i felt i needed to prove to the world this is not who i want to be anymore.
I had so much fun playing tennis that i felt so happy, it was not only the first thing i had other then sitting on my computer all day, but something that i was starting to get good at.

I have learned that, the worse place my demons take over it sitting in my room, however that is also the place i love the most, but wait you said tennis was???
Tennis is my happy place, but there is any so much your body can take before you just want to go home and relax.
I was brought up with technology, and the love of tv shows and movies, that for me there is nothing better then just being snuggled up in bed watching my really cool stuff.
I try as much as possible to be out and about, but when i feel down, weak, etc my bed and my computer are the things that keep me going, and the place i feel the safest.

Of course the computer has been one of many ways out of my old life and into my new one.
I think of eveything that has had some kind of knock on effect and that without them, I would not be where i am today, starting with going through the princes trust, I would not have got my Dan Media Productions branding, how even though i was a very unconfident person, around others, Give me something i have passion for, and suddenly, i am standing in front of people, giving a 30 second look into what my business is and how it will help you.
That confident i can talk about how video production is done, what you need the creative ideas etc.
I had never had confidence in my life that before and it was great, i got to meet people i would of never thought of, other video creators, social media marketing companies, going on workshops,
it was a transition from being a kid, to an adult.
The knock on affect of my business plan being accepted, getting the funding, to have the camera which not only got me out of the house and helped with my depression a little but has now turned into something far greater, discovering that i have a small skill in photography, and that its growing, quicker then the business of making videos was supposed to.
The affect its had in my confidence to go on the radio, to become more open about who i am and my issues, to keep learning and learning about the world, skills i need, to keep helping the local community.
Just think that if my plan was not accepted by the princes trust, where would i be now in life.
I think i would lost, my depression would of gotten worse then it did and probs done things that until it was to late didnt know i was doing.

I have learned that i have way more strength and will power then i give myself credit for,
but this can come at a cost, I am a very competitive person, not the kind who laughs at others, or winning is everything, but i go out there to aim to win, but to also have fun, playing with people that are better then me gives me more fuel, playing with people that make you laugh, gives me more fuel (:
For me, its silly when i say this but because i dont have someone controlling my life weather that be parents or a loved one, its sometimes hard to know when to stop.
I will keep pushing and pushing doing what i love to the point it hurts, which then will make me feel rubbish about myself, which is then a never ending cycle of beating the demons to only let them win again.
so i have been told that i need to take care more of my body, and if for example at tennis, if i am having a bad day, where i know i feel rubbish, decide to have a break, chat to people and see how i feel rather then thinking itll get better next game, and then leaving thinking why did i ever bother leaving the door this morning.

I do have way more strength then i used to, the depression is still bad but its not everyday, where i am today to compared to the 7 months after the break up, i do feel like a new person, not 100 percent but slowly learning more and more and becoming better (:
No matter how strong i think i am though, i do often have more strength through others,
If i am at the gym, and i am with friends, or with amazing staff, they push me, they can see my drive, and they help to push it further, and often i do acheive better when i am given that little extra push
I am just so happy that i have such amazing people in life at the moment (:

For me i dont know fancy meals out in a pub, or to go on holidays, buy lots of things, ok it would be nice to be able to treat myself a little more, but i dont need tons of money or things to make me happy, doing what i do makes me happy, making others happy, makes me happy.
I think sometimes when we are ruled by having lots of money or surroundings ourselfs in luxury things we forget what we are doing in live and why we are doing it.

Not tons of people but some people work 50+ hours and boast how much money they have, but time is short, and in my eyes what is the point having tons of money and no time to spend it, leaving you maybe one day a month or even a year where you have a massive splash buying things you dont need because look i have lots of money i worked hard for.
In life you need a balance from the amount of hours you work to the amount of time you have to use it, spend time with loved ones etc.

So yeah i dont have a fancy camera, i dont take the best pictures in the world but i sit and learn with what i have got, and i use the knowledge i have took time to learn to help others (:

I might be sad when i say that i could not live without my computer, but without it i would have nothing to learn and block away my demons, without tennis, it would be the same, without gym, i would be weak, i would not have bulit the friends i have and the community i have In Lincolnshire, without all the things that make me, well me (:

My biggest fear at the moment i have found is my aniexty being around others,
I have never been a social person, due to my parents, I do find it hard starting up a talking point to people i dont know, this is why i much perfer for a while talking to people online, that why i can say almost anything i want without the need of feeling shy, feeling scared, being that quiet person who sits in the corner looking silly.

My main issue is not having the same drive i have with sports, and putting into forcing myself to talk to people, although the gym is the most place i talk to people, it is mostly with my friends.
If the staff say hi and want to talk to me, i often end up either repeating myself every time, with hello how are you,  oh thats great music thats on, and sadly thats about all i say.
do i stop what i am doing, and have a real talk with the staff, NO.
I want to but i just then feel awarked and either i focus on what i was doing, or end up leaving.
Its nobodys fault other then my own, people have even said oh just be yourself, i try that and it never happends the way i want it to.

The other problem with aniexty i have is, being around a group of people, i feel on edge, again not myself, i have tried so many times to talk in groups and i know its not for me.
Even going to see live bands, i still feel on edge, sometimes its easier to control then others, but its something that keeps controlling my life and keeps making me miss out on great things.

This next bit i cant remember posting about before, and its something that is totally silly, to some will laugh their socks off, and think its a joke but again i am open, and i will always be, people may say oh but we dont need to know that, well.. oh well, its me, what you gonna do haha (:

Being around Females, of any age, is just as bad as my aniexty.
The first case I remember how bad i was, and to a lot may seemed like i was as society says a freak and i probs still am.
This was starting college in nottingham, and wanting to talk to this girl, not because i liked her, i had never spoken to her, she was in my class, so one day, i wrote on some paper, hi i am really shy, yes i did put this..... and i would like to get to know you, let me know if this is ok !!!
I now look back at that and think what a twat i was, sending a letter to a girl just to ask her to talk to me like wtf daniel haha.

Even when i got girlfriends, talking to them happened by online first before meeting.
Back then and even to this day, I get neverous, if a female sits next to me, not so bad if i really know them, but still, feel on edge and shy, sometimes to the point i will get up and leave and sit somewhere else, i feel on edge if i am at the gym, and i am training on my own, and the manchine i want to use there is a female on the next one, which then i avoid using until shes done, like seriously just go use the dam thing lol.
The worse one is when i am meeting someone new to become friends, and they give you hug, i try as much as possible to avoid it and then just get really shy.
All these issues of mine do annoy me, because its not the person i would like to be.
i want to be able to bring my confidence over from my business like approach into well just being me.
That is the issue that the more and more i get content with being safe, and not pushing myself out of my comfort zone, the worse the issues get !!!

Seriously i really do, do anything to try and hid who i am, sometimes without even knowing i do,
I think in a odd way thats why i have taken to photography in such a passionate way, because i guess its behind a screen haha just kidding (:

Overall, its been a miracle of a year, and at times i wish i could be more, and have more, i have to live each day as it comes, and just keep doing what i live and hope within time, my life will fix itself (:

So there you go, a bunch of things you may or may not have known about me, its been good just to have a few hours to get this of my chest, now i just have to focus my brain onto writing, the blog posts i aimed to do, and even think about getting into writing Stories, that i used to do many years a go !!!!!!

Ramblings of a confused man ????/ Recovery college ??? 29-09-17 | Daniel Marshall Adventures

That time again where i was meant to be creative and have ongoing blog posts that need to be done but just do not have that creative spark or drive, been debating weather to write this for nearly 2 hours now !!!!
Its not been a great week at all, and is why i feel i need to write to get my thoughts away.
Before i get into the bad week i wanted to explain about the kinda of good news I got today.

So as some of you may know who reads my blog posts, since 2016 i have battling with the lack of support by the mental health services.
In life, it so ironic that you not told about services that are offered by the same company at the same place you have been going to for other kinds of help !!!!
This week while playing tennis, i got talking to someone about anxiety and about the useless course i was given to me last week a course that i had waited 6 months for !!!!

The course i was given by the mental health services, aka steps to change, was a group  anxiety course.
Now on the letter it did not explain what it entailed, so in my mind i thought it would be like getting to know each other, group activities to help get of the fear of talking to people and being in the room with others ???

As i arrived for my first session, i had to fill out the thing that should be banned which is the stupid so how have you felt over the past 2 weeks with about 12 questions, of a score based between 0-10 !!
To me when you have had a bad week, or even a good week, we as humans do not mark ourselves on score, we often do not put the correct score depending if that week has been good or not.
This then often leads to not getting further help because they base their decision on the stupid score system and oh no if you did not score high you dont get the help you need !!!!

I filled it in but i swear if i get given it again, even if i kick up a fuzz i am not filling one in ever again.
Instead much like my private counseling i have been having that i will explain a little more later on, even they argeed with many people that, it should be banned and the way the trust deals with patience's is very poor.
The private counseler even said that she had enough of following their workings and that talking to someone about their issues and accessing what help is needed is better then asking someone to rate how they feel !!! 

So going back to the talk with someone at the tennis place, they mentioned that at the same place i go to they do recovery courses also known as recovery college.
These are aimed at group interactions, which is what is should be about.
if you want to find out more about it you can here (:
http://www.lpft.nhs.uk/our-services/adult-services/recovery-college

So why on earth after having 12 weeks of counseling, 5 weeks of CBT, did the same trust never ever mention about this !!!!!!! its nuts.
I then was talking about my anxiety to a friend that i went to for a social meet, and they knew about it and gave me the number to ring.
That is what i did i have got an appointment to talk about the courses like a enrollment, does not mean that the 18th October i have this that i will get instant help.
As they run a lot of different taster courses and core courses, from understanding stress, aniexty and a lot lot more !!! something that i have been wanting this whole time (: here is a little brief write up of a section of a email i just got explaining about the courses.
Your enrolment at the College will last one year. The College runs on a three term academic year. During the first two terms we recommend you taking a mixture of ‘taster sessions’ and ‘core sessions. In your final term, to prepare you for leaving the College, we would recommend you take our ‘moving on’ courses. At enrolment we would make sure you are not overwhelming yourself by taking too many courses, therefore, we would advise a maximum of eight courses during the academic year.

all courses are free, you dont need to bring ID, or anything with you, and i believe as long as they dont overlap your allowed to go onto as many as you can.

I do suffer with both depression and anxiety, and with having private counselling just from the last month, has helped more then the time i have had with the trust.
I was told by the trust 2 months a go when i got a phone call about the anxiety course, that i do seemed to suffer from aniexty the most and i cant say i do i think both are just as bad as each other.

So i am really helping that this recovery college will be the next steps to make me a much more confident person (:
Anxiety is a big problem for me on top of being really shy to meet new people and talk to people.
Unless i am talking about my photography, things i am passionate about or even having a common intrest with that person, i am a totally different person and just struggle coping with making conversation.

Over the past year i have tried as much as possible to force myself out of my comfort zone.
Weather that is meeting with a group of people, to even going to local music gigs.
Most of the time at music gigs i end up leaving due to a overwhelming about of people near me.
In group meets i seem to latch onto one person to talk to as trying to talk to different people just makes me feel on edge, my heart races, i get into a panicked state and just want to leave.

From experience of that i now know that group meetings are just not my thing, the last few months i tried to challenge myself to going to a local social event held once a month in Grantham at a wonderful place.
I have been there 3 times and everytime i just sit there quiet, looking awkward, Its been good going though as i met another photographer, and someone who passed on the details of the counselor i am seeing now (: 
Its often frustrating though, as i dont want to be like that, i dont want to have the need of people coming to me to start the convo, or seeing me quiet and talking.
What i want is when i go to group meetings, is to go in feeling confident, start a talking point off, then go talk to someone else and make friends, yet something just wont snap to make that possible.
Even everyday life i am the same, I love playing tennis, and expect for someone talking to me again starting a talking point off. I often find myself to focused on my tennis then being social.
At the gym, i have got better at talking but still will avoid the chance to meet new people and just focus on what i am doing.
I just seem incapable of talking, a lot of people say what you complain about  just go and do it !!
like der that is what i am trying to do, those people do not know how hard and how taxing it is on yourself pushing yourself out of your comfort zone sometimes it can make you feel worse because of the pressure of having someone telling you just to do it.

I think a lot of people do not know this side of me because i am mostly known as the man with a camera.
I use that to have my confidence and through that i seem to be able to network with people and even talk, its nuts how much of a different person i am just with a camera in my hand (:

Now i will go into the past few weeks and why the last week had been my worst in a long while.
Every week i have meetings with the counselor, talking about my past, my emotions etc.
Every week, for about a hour i feel drained at the end because when you drag so much history up, that you have buried then it impacts not only your mind but your body.
After that though i feel pumped for the day so getting things of my chest really helps.

2 weeks a go I was talking about my photography and what i do for the community,
and she mentioned when was the last time you just went out and took photos for yourself, exploring and capturing what you see.
I said to not in a while, because its been so business and event based, which is nothing wrong with that, but obvious it can be very tiring and demanding.

I took on board what she said and the next day went out for a wonderful walk, i often go by the saying everything happends for a reason, and its true.
In that moment of exploring lead me to enter a photography competition, which was for the Lincolnshire Rivers trust, they loved my photo so much that it was used on Facebook as their cover for the event coming up in Grantham (:
That week started off great because I was in the Journal about my work, only a few days before.
Sadly by the end of the week things went downhill very fast.
Friday 22nd, started epic as i played my best tennis ever, was really happy.
Got home had a shower, something to eat, then a few hours later started to feel strange.
This feeling was not new as Because i have suffered so long i have this sense that i do not feel right, like i am not sad or upset but now really happy either.

By 6pm i had set myself a plan, as i was going to see a local music artist, I started listening to music, and then just after 7.30pm, I could hear shouting over the music.
So I looked outside to see people shouting at each other, and then 5 mins later Police car turning up.
This of course put me on edge a little, even though, it was nothing to do with me, and my brain should not be stupid to get worked up, it did.
I was late leaving due to wanting to wait till it had quieten down, which made me walk faster in my highten state .

I got there, and settled myself thinking right i got my camera to take photos and enjoy a wonderful night, yeah that did not happen.
I could not get comfty, again i did not feel sad but i did not feel really happy either.
After the artist said he was taking a small break, i decided to leave.
Walking back i suddenly without thinking of anything got upset, felt panicked, just being a total idiot.

I got back and for i think 20 Minutes, just sat there about to cry not doing anything.
brushed it aside and started editing the photos i managed to take hoping the next day will be better.
I had managed to dead sleep, where you feel like you have had tons more sleep then you have, which often you will have a headache, feel dizzy, hot, and just do not want to get out of bed.
I set my alarm for 9am and just switched it off, and re woke at 10am.
My body struggled to move but i know i wanted to play tennis later on that day.
90 percent of the time tennis with it being my happy place, snaps me out of it, but there are days where again it makes you feel worser.
That is what happened as, to say i am very physical fit, and no not in looks wise haha but like my speed etc, i just could not move my feet, i could not play at all, it was like i had forgotten how to do anything.

Of course this lead me to feel annoyed at myself, not having good games and making me feel crap about myself walking back home.

I knew i had other stuff to do throughout the day like writing 2 blog posts, one still not being done as i write this one !!!
I had no creativity, and that whole evening was spent in my bed watching shows and feeling awful.
The next morning i felt the same as the other night with dead sleeping again.
A few hours after waking up, i knew i needed to go out as the event for the photography competition was on.
I was glad i went as it cheered me up, with seeing loads of cats on the way back and taking photos of them (:
overall i was not back to normal but i felt a bit better, it did not last long as for the 3rd night i felt like i had more sleep then i did.
For most of Monday, was spent in bed, did not even go to tennis as seeing the counselor again was changed to a Tuesday for that week.

I did have something to look forward to which was doing Cardio at the gym in the evening.
This lead to more being annoyed at myself as i could not push myself as hard as i had been doing.
for some reason my mental state was really affecting my physical body a lot.
Tuesday was a better day, only because of talking about things again, i was now feeling 90percent better !!

The next day was tennis, and i did a bit better, but by the end i felt rubbish again, and did nothing else after that until the evening for more cardio which again was not getting the results i was used to.
This time I had managed to lock my legs and cause a lot of pain, which of course i felt miserable again, ahhh !!!

This leads me onto the last 2 days , expect for last night, I had nearly dead sleeped for a week !!!
all week i had not had the drive i was used to, as mentioned towards the start, was the group meeting, and i mostly talked to the one person i had known from other meets, plus i was still not feeling my usual self.
Today was just a miss match of feelings, as 1 opportunity i had was gone, and another re arranged so my plans for the day changed.
I went to play tennis, and once again, i just fell apart, would not be as bad if i was making wrong decisions like we all sometimes do with anything in life.
its when your body does not want to move, your coordination skills go out the window and you just feel like why am i even bothering anymore.
This week has just been horrible, not because of the things i have done but because i have not been able to control how i have been feeling which had then had a negative impact on doing those things.

I have tried to relax and let the day go and hope for a better day that did not work, i tried taking a good grip on reality and that had the same results.
I just do not know at the moment why i feel the way i do, as i should be happy, my photography is going places, so why i am not happy ???
I just feel so confused right now, lost in my own thoughts.
I miss so much in life because i either leave early, i do not bother going, and when i do my social skills are nothing, i want to experience so much more in life and yet how can i even be accepted because of my mental health, how can i do these things when, i can not stay ??? AHH !!!!!

I think for now i have written enough as this has took 2 hours out of my day not that i am doing anything with it lol.
For me i try to always improve on things, and push myself its just so how when the demons are fighting back harder and harder every month, like the more i achieve the stronger they get.

When i have more details over the course at the recovery college, i shall do a update post but for now i just somehow need to snap myself out of what ever the heck is going off with me at the moment (:
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my perfect Life? | DanielMarshallAdventures

This blog post is a little different from the ones i am normally do but my blog is for the things i love writing about, which can be anything that i have planned or thinking off at the time.

In life, nothing is ever certain, your path is never a straight one, but a mess of bumps, twists and turns at every corner, you can picture what you would like your life to be you can work as hard as you like for it to become realty but the truth is it can be gone just like a click of a button.
The key is simple, take each day as it comes, dont try and live your life to a countdown on when its going to happen, take little steps to aim towards it but always make sure you have a backup plan as well.

For me a few years a go my dream was to own a 2- 3 bedroom house, with my partner, nothing fancy, just a nice sized bedroom, a office room, for making videos, doing work etc, and a room to put all the rubbish that we need just not at a any single time.
A nice kitchen and maybe a small back garden.
is this still my dream but life has changed since then, slowly my life has a different direction a different purpose, and i am still learning things about myself.

Like how creative my mind, is, what kind of food i like, learning that i can just let myself go at a kind of night club, and just enjoy myself.

So what is my perfect life?

Well to start with i know there will never be a cure for mental health its apart of us, some suffer more then others.
I think the part that would help the most in life, is being able to get better treatment, talking to even more people that understand about mental health and not just going to give you tablets and tell you to get over it.
to have been able to get a assessment for dyslexic and dysprixa, so that it can help with things like the council etc.

To be able to keep opening up, keep trying new things in life and coming out of my comfort zone.
this next one is the most silly, and i would of never openly mention this due to fear of judgement, being laughed at etc but at this point in my life i dont care what people think because i am living it how i want, loving my life, and i am not going to change for anyone, whoever thinks i am werido then good because i am, and i accept that and relish in it hehe.

getting back on topic, is to be able to be comfortable around women, from the day i got my first girlfriend, to now being 25 years old nearly 26 i still can not be myself.

shows you how weak i am when the first time i got with my last girlfriend, i sent her a text asking if i could kiss her because i was to stupidly shy to talk to her, yet alone wanting to love her.

we enjoyed the day, but i wished that i had more confidence as was myself.
Online is the place where i am myself, i can be cheeky, i can be funny, i can be open because its just a screen its not like i am steering into their eyes,

if ever i am in the doctors, in a pub having a meal, or some place where they are a lot of women, or even just one, i start to blush, i start to feel, like moving, my chest goes tight, i start for no reason checking apps on my phone every few mins, even though theres nothing important to look at on them.
the only place i am a little more confident is sport, and the only reason why is because i am in the zone and enjoying the sport, so my confidence is already a lot better that talking becomes second nature.
again that is until i have sat down and started talking with them.
I have accepted that, that is just who i am, most women like a guy who is confident and i am just not that person to start with.
once i have had a little push, to get going, i get better with just relaxing and talking but its that intital step which i have not yet overcome.

so i would like, to be able to be more confident around people, around women, and be the person i want to be.

increase my circle of friends both female and males, and then find someone to be with.
That person has to understand what i go, and learn to help, but at the same time works both ways that, if that person is giving you, need to be there for them and help them but most important is listening to them.
That person must be able to have some kind of drive or some idea what they want in life, even if it changes.
theres nothing worse talking to someone who goes i dont know to lots of things and in their voice sound like they dont care about anything.
Prime example are, what do you want to eat, shrugs with a cant be bothered tone, i dont know anything.
where do you want to go today, same response, what are your hobbies, answer you know hanging out with friends, question anything else? i dont know really,
to be honest hanging out with friend is not a hobby, hobbies are more like, sports, drawing, etc
you can get a sum of who a person is just by their attitude in life.
I would not want that, because then it starts to bring you down.

you want someone who is full of life, happy, driven, not wanting to give up, someone you can bounce ideas off and again help each other, that is what i am looking for.

Moving onto other things in my perfect ish life, as again nothing is set in stone.

be able to have better technology, e.g camera, computer, phone, etc so i can do what i love but with much better quality.
To be able to travel more, cover events, connect with people, help the community more, help with other peoples projects.

Be able to become good at sport, and enter competitions, have more money, as anyone who says money cant buy you happiness is a lier.  it cant buy you full happiness that i argee but it can help you through dark times.

I think my life to be honest it just a simple one, have someone good to be with, still do what i love doing, being open more, and helping out, thats all i want, in the past i wanted so much more but when you kinda put in a situation where you build your life back up , you start to not miss certain things and find new things to replace those that are 10 times better.

Some of you may think my perfect life is silly, and that this blog post is silly, and others may not, its just something i had on my mind that i felt like sharing (:

i would like to know your idea of a perfect life, how your progress is getting there, what are the challenges you face, and if your path has changed since you first started thinking about what you want in life (:
btw is mental health awareness month this may which is may 2017 !!! so heres a pictures of me

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My first Park Run Experience In Grantham Run to 5k | Daniel Marshall Adventures

On Saturday 6th May 2017 was my first ever park run being held at belton house in Grantham.
I have been running on the coach to 5k With Grantham running club now for 7 weeks.
and noticed a lot of people saying about getting a 3rd run in and that people was going to park run.

This was the next step to see if i was ready to do with 5k with a lot bigger crowd.
I think there was about 300 people overall, a lot different to around 80 of the running club.

i was already entering with a slight pain to my left leg, which still hurts as i am writing this and off to the doctors to see what it is.

It decided to rain a bit on all the days to rain why that day lol !!!

9 o clock hit and we all set off, i set off in pain but pumped, and about 5mins in knew i had set off to quick, as i was getting a few more pains.


i kept looking back to where my group was and could not see them, to be fair there was a lot of people.
halfway round the first lap, i was really struggling, to say that i had almost managed 5k the other weeks in the group.

a few bends before the first lap finished i had to stop for a few seconds, as i was struggling to breath and was gripping my stomach.

as i approached, the end of the first lap, one of the members of the club was cheering us on, and said come on daniel you can do it.

This then gave me a boost of confidence, but it only lasted for a few mins, as the pains came back.
for some reason, running at the same pace, or even slower, was making me give up more, but running full pelt, for even a minute made me hurt more yes but also gave me that lift to keep pushing.

like the first lap but even more i had to stop, and i almost starting crying as i could not handle the pain.
i just kept bolting forward through it, before there was a loop to the finish line.
I gave it everything i had, moving faster then i ever had been going.

Then it hit, half way round the bend i stopped and froze, i could not feel my legs, i felt dizzy like i was going to pass out.
i got moving after a few mins, but i was staggering all over the place not been able to even walk in a straight line.


 

as you can see in the picture above i am in the background holding my jacket, and all i wanted to do was get to the finish and sit down.

everyone was asking if i was ok, but it was like my brain was on auto pilot i could not think of anything, or what i was even doing.

I was told to do some stretches and my body just would not do them.
at this point all i wanted to do was cry but i kept it in, not wanting to draw attention.
i then went with a group of people from the running club to have something to eat, which did make me slightly better, but still did not feel right.

I later got home had something more to eat and tried to rest.
so if it did so much pain why would i want to do the park run again?
well we all have off days where we cant not do something we have been doing so well at for a while.

other then being in pain, i loved the experience, running in the fresh air, being a part of in my mind a competition.
what can i say i like a challenge, i like giving it my all, i like being competitive,  even if i over do it and end up making myself ill.

I finished the run, in just under 37 mins, people that had been doing it for a while was getting around 20mins, and i was just like how on earth.
but i think if i did not have my leg pain that i was trying to shift the running to other parts of my leg, and stopping, i would of got around 30mins.
showing that i do have the strength deep inside i just have to find it.

I have come a long way from when i first started to run last year, and i hope to keep going.
I am aiming to enter the parkrun again in 2 weeks time, aiming to complete the coach to 5k, and then see where life takes me.
I have to say though if anyone wants to see the amazing photography of the people running in the park run please do so here.
its how i managed to find pictures i was in (:
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so if you ever have fear of entering events like park run, just try to take it your own pace, easier said then done, as the atmosphere just takes over.

Try to just focus on running, not passing people, not thinking off other around you, just keep saying you can do this do not give up and then be proud of whatever the result, because you are the one that decided to get out of bed and try something different to come out of your comfort zone (:

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Grantham Hunters Bar why its the best pool place in the world !! |Daniel Marshall Adventures

In this blog post i talk to you why in my opinion Grantham Hunters Bar is the best pool place i have ever been to.

So i have now lived in Grantham for around 6 years and i will tell you now it would take a lot for me to move as i love Grantham, places like Hunters bar and other business is the reason why i choose to stay.

A friend introduced me into pool, and for the first few years i enjoyed it but i was really no good,
until i started going at least once a week.
The place has 7 uk pool tables and i think 3-4 american tables.
Upstairs is where you can play snooker, i have only ever played snooker once and to me the tables are to big and they are much more tactical and longer matches.

As suggested in its name it does have a bar and i have quickly came addicted to one of there drinks.
I might get this wrong so dont quote me on this, but there is a drink called green drink and as the name suggests its green.
It contains non alcohol version of wkd  and red bull, its super sweet, but its got that omg factor of taste.
more so when its cold, i can not explain how it tastes but its the best drink in the world if your taste buds can handle the sweetness (:

The place often holds pool tournaments which i have entered a few, never won but its having fun that counts.
there is always a pool league that play often as well.

The staff are always nice, the place is clean, have tvs on which important sports matches for that tie you want to have a few games and watch your team play (:

The price is per hour and is around 3 pound 50 which is super cheap,
you may be able to find a pool table in a bar somewhere else for 50p but as with everything in life you pay for quality and i would rather spend my money in a well kept business with great quality pool tables and equipment then one pool table in a bar.

i would recommend this business to anyone and would rate it 5 out of 5 !!!!!

i did make a video ages a hour doing a few shots which you can see below (:
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