This all started a few years ago when my passion for stringing words together really began and I wanted to push myself into channelling my inner motivational, inspirational, and empowering role-model on mental health. Throughout my childhood I hadn’t stuck for one dying passion, I went through different ideas and phases of who I wanted to be on a daily basis. From being a boy named Joe to flying planes and even stumbled on the idea of tattooing, frankly, it never came to mind that I had to actually be able to draw to permanently ink someone’s skin so that one flew out the window quickly than it came in.
I decided I wanted to write when I was at my lowest point, stuck in a slump of depression and anxiety, it was rapidly taking over my life leaving me lost, confused and numb to my surroundings. The only way I could escape this nightmare was writing about it all, hoping the fact I didn’t sugarcoat any of my demons could possibly inspire, if no one else but myself to create and emerge a content being to improve and discover who on earth I was and where I was going by facing mental health issues face on and occasionally losing the battle.
Following my failed attempt at further education, I left with the idea that I would magically stumble into journalism and become a writer and of course, live happily ever after like all stories generally do (or so I was led to believe.) Unfortunately, I fell into depression, anxiety and loss. So, with a few qualifications, hardly any experience and very little idea of what I could do, I was stuck.
I created Admire The Beautiful as much of a reminder for myself that there is something beautiful surrounding me, but when you see in black its really difficult to notice. I first wanted to share my photography and the beautiful world I’m surrounded by. But my words came flowing out and soon became a blog of depression, anxiety and pain but in a shocking revamp I wanted to express all my daily struggles with a twist of recovery blending into my mess of scoliosis, loss and self-hatred.
I’m on a journey to contentment and I intend to take full advantage of every step of the way, I know I will have ‘bad’ days where it feels like I’ve taken a thousand steps back into my pit of demons and almost standing on the edge of a bridge so to say. But I have come so far that I’m unable to holt my search.
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