The Greatest Showman

Ever since I first saw the trailer for The Greatest Showman I knew I wanted to see it, and had a good feeling that I was going to love it. I went to see it last week, and rather than loving it, this film has me conflicted. I think I’ve now processed it enough to work out why, or at least I will have done by the end of this blog!

I’m conflicted because of how I felt straight after seeing it – I liked it, and the girl I saw it with absolutely loved it which I think made me think I must’ve done too. But then thinking more about it, I changed my mind – I actually felt a bit disappointed by the characters. One thing I did love was the songs – so I listened to the album a couple of times, and having listened, processed and thought a little more, I now I think I get the message of the film; it’s deeper than the catchy tunes and splendour of the show – and I now like it, I think. Let me explain…

When “how are you doing?” are the last words you want to hear…

I know this isn’t something people really talk about, but that’s part of the problem, and why I wanted to write a blog about it! Nobody has a clue how to treat me, what to say to me, or even whether to talk to me. And to be honest, the idea of people talking to me has raised my anxiety levels, so really, we’re all in the same boat. No idea what’s going on, or how to deal with situation at hand. So I thought I’d share my thoughts…

In Over My Head

Have you ever been going through something and you really don’t know what to do about?
You’ve exhausted all of your options, you’ve done everything you’ve conceived to be possible, and still there is no resolution or even movement toward resolution?

Here’s To The Fools Who Dream

Earlier this year I saw a film in the cinema that absolutely tugged (or even yanked) on my heartstrings. I loved it, and then hated it, but hated it because I loved it so much. It made me cry. It made me laugh til I cried. It made my heart feel so full. It made me hurt inside. It literally made me feel like I was on top of the world and utter crap all within 128 minutes.

No Longer a Slave to Fear

For a significant amount of my life – over 20 years – I would consider what I was doing to only be half-living. I was so paralysed by fear in my youth and childhood that I didn’t ever learn how to be independent, or in all honesty how to be me.

Breaking Stem, Broken Strength

I heard at church on Sunday a speaker use the analogy of a tree. That a tree grows and needs the obvious things; water, food, sunlight, carbon dioxide. However, for a tree to grow tall and strong it needs something else; wind. Without wind, a tree never grows what it needs to endure it’s growth….