not that long ago i couldn't move my arms, leave the house, type or even talk for that matter but with the help from my excellent headdoctor i am making slow progress and the world might still be a far too scary place for me to venture round in, the zoo seems like a great place to start. i get to practise socialskills (ive become a master in hiding and running but had a wonderful conversation about bananas and apes with a zookeeper the other day and it made me beam from ear to ear) and also it's not home , that's the whole point i have to leave the house bymyself, be out and about. but the animals help as it brings me much joy seeing those penguins flapping about and also the focus is not on me; it's safe and i've got wonderful childhood memories there.
Being one of the oldest zoos in the world (it opened in 1843) and situated smack bang in the middle of the city (and not that far from where my mother works wich helps with my panicattacks) it's not just great cause of the animals. the architecture is extraordinairy and there are lots of places and spaces to sit down to write or read and not unimportantly they have lots of food and drinkstalls, a little shop and with my pass i get a 10%discount \0/ anyway this is my first attempt to blog in what seems foreverlong ago so please forgive if it isnt exactly coherent, my brain isn't you see and my tiny slow laptop has become dyslectic since last christmas. i'll try to load some pictures to give you a clearer idea of what im rambling on about. in a nutshell i'm still very ill with depression and anxiety but i have found a way to get to the zoo on a daily basis and for that i'm very grateful it's a small tiny step for worldkind but a huge massive one for me and for now i'm still absolutely in awe of all the animals (i dont do fluffy though i refuse to become all things my little pony) but there's is something about seeing them wake up and eat and shag did you know even the big preditor birds the scary ones with the big wings give kisses to eachother! i know, twas quite a beautiful sight. it's not about the zoo it's about me trying to practise how to do things again, bymyself and it still terrifies me to leave the house but one day at a time : ) xxx nannick
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| zoo entrance with the station behind |
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| at first i thought it had eight legs |
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| but it turned out to be a mother feeding her calf |
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| my attempt at drawing a giraffe. it had to stand still for quite a while as i'm not very good at it yet |
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| my favourite penguin as he's always so happy to see me! |
