Let's Not Rot

I heard it on Tik Tok

Tik Tok is a real guilty pleasure of mine. An online space that feels extremely candid and where people can be as vulnerable as they choose to be. There’s always an invitation for conversation on topics that certainly never seem to make the likes of Instagram these days.

A phrase I heard from someone who was doing a series entitled ‘let’s not rot’. That’s very much what I felt like 2023 was for me, it felt like I spent the entire year just trying to get through each day. My mental health had never been worse and after a particularly rough patch I started an SSRI. Which truly has been life changing, it hasn’t taken away things but it’s smoothed the edges and made it bearable. Then there was the myriad of worries that life likes to throw at us like work troubles, looming remortgage rates but then one of my ultimate fears came true.

My dad died

Something that I’d been particularly worried for the entirety of 2023 had finally happened. December was spent full of day long hospital visits and then it was spent planning a funeral and making a dent in all the admin that comes with someones death. His ashes now sit in our family home next to his wife, my mum and there is some peace to be found in that.

When the beginning of 2024 rolled around in a haze of sadness I really had only one goal and it is…

Don’t rot

With that one goal came the idea to begin this Substack. Think of it like a diary from a girl who is trying not to rot, finding joy in the smallest of things, doing what her parents are unable to do and a space where death isn’t going to be spoken about in hushed voices.

Rebecca x