Keto, Mental Illness and Truth Bombs

The keto diet can clear your mind and give you unexpected extra energy. This has been my personal experience and I’m here to warn you to take care how you use these new magical powers.

I have thyroid disease, hidradenitis supperativa, type two diabetes, coeliac disease, and a number of mental illnesses that I prefer not to name because of the stigma often applied to people who suffer with them.

As you might imagine, I’ve suffered low energy and a muddled head, among other problems, for years. Trying to beat back the symptoms and live my best life has been a huge struggle.

Within the first week of trying the keto diet, I felt different in myself.

Keto Energy

I was talking a lot more, bringing up subjects with my family and really having a good conversation with them. Before, I’d have been taking big breaths to find some energy to engage with other people, answering their questions and feeling dizzy if I talked too much.

Not so now.

When I see something in the house that needs doing, I just start doing it. No thinking, overthinking, beating myself up, berating myself for not being able to do more, just getting it done.

The keto diet is not a cure for my illnesses, but it has given me a strength that I never had before.

Low Carb and Energy

I still have low carb days where I have less energy, I suffer pain, or my mind decides not to cooperate. But those days I can live with.

I still have extra strength social phobia, which limits what I can do.

Keto Side Effects

But today I’m writing to warn you about a side-effect I’ve experienced due to my newfound awakening. An unexpected problem that makes me wary and careful of my words.

This new alertness I’m enjoying has made me very conscious of the way I think and feel about the people in my life. Especially the people I have had unexpressed issues with for years.

Twice in two weeks I’ve told people what I really think of them, and both times there have been unexpected casualties.

In hindsight of course I can see that the way I blurted out my feelings was over the top and not even entirely accurate.

Of course, in the past I’ve opened my big mouth and said the wrong thing to someone. We all do that. But this was different. This was me, in a moment of anger and frustration thinking of the exact right thing I wanted to say to take the other person down a notch and then bam, saying it.

It didn’t turn out well. Either time.

I’ve burned bridges, unfortunately.

Note to self: write it out in your journal before you decide in the moment to ignite a word bomb.

I’m very grateful for the clarity and energy the keto diet has given me. I just need to learn to use my powers for good and not evil.

I urge you to beware the empowered self, take care in case you lob a grenade and take out an entire roomful of people, instead of having an argument with someone where you feel one is due.

My Hometown Is Changing and I Went To My Shrink but These Things Are Not Related

My hometown, Gosford, is going through some big changes, or at least they are being battled out in council, back and forth. The next time I can leave the house, I’d love to go to the local library and see the proposed waterfront developments. The school I attended is now empty, sitting ready to be razed to the ground and replaced with shops and tourist draw cards of some sort or another.

I just found this ‘Masterplan’ online. Insert evil laugh, I guess? Gosford City Waterfront Masterplan

Shrink Appointment Hello from the other side. The other side of a shrink appointment. This morning I woke up exhausted from the two big panic attacks I’ve had this week, my head still spinning from upping my anti psychotic meds, and had to make myself get ready for my shrink appointment. It was epic.

The appointment went well and I have new, more powerful meds to keep the whole ‘I see dead people and they are telling me to create a hole in my forehead with the cordless drill’ thing at bay. It’s really weird to see things that aren’t there. Sounds obvious, I know, but it truly is bizarre to have non-existent people and animals in the room with you when you’re trying to have a conversation with someone.

My writing is going absolutely full-steam at the moment. I’m working on my memoirs, a novel and a book about mental illness and life. Sounds like a lot, but by working on a few things at the same time, my brain forgets to get ‘blocked’. My novel will be the most out-there, real life story I’ve ever written. The main character is one wild chickadee who is more than a little out of control.

Clearing Out The Shed and Letting Go Of Stuff

This morning I cleared out the back shed and sold all of my scrapbooking supplies. It has my head reeling, but in a good way I think. It’s taken years for me to let go of the scrapbooking thing, even though it has been even more years since I did any actual scrapbooking.

scrapbk sell sold

The tools, the toys, the pretty papers and textured card, it has all gone to a new home, a wonderful new home as it turns out, with a great Mum and lots of kids who will really enjoy playing with these things and making cards and memories.

Now I have empty boxes, some empty shelves, empty storage baskets and it feels like there’s room for something new, but I don’t yet know what that might be.

I kept a few bits and pieces, so I can make a card if I want to. I’m keeping these last few things in one place, and if I don’t use them at all in the next six months, I will probably sell them on as well. Use it or lose it. My new philosophy I guess.

Now, my husband says to me as we stand in the rain in the back yard after clearing out all of the scrapbooking things, what are you going to do with the rest of the things boxed up in the shed? It’s all from a previous life, some of it treasures like the boys earliest toys and school artwork, the rest is random stuff from stages through my journey; my books from courses long completed, certificates for accomplishments that no longer have any real value, a calligraphy set, a paper making kit, a half crocheted rug.

I’m thinking that for as long as I have a shed, a shelf in a cupboard, a spare square foot, my stuff will stay with me. I’m even thinking of buying some plastic containers to replace the weather bent archive boxes. Still, there’s a question nagging at the corner of my mind; what else can I clear out?

be you xx Rachel