I recently came to the realisation that not a day was going by where I wasn’t spending time comparing myself to other women and wishing that a part of me was different. The other day, whilst looking at photos on social media, I scrolled and thought: ‘If only I had a bum like hers, I’d… Continue reading Be You, Be Unique
How many times do we respond to the question “Hey, you ok?” with “Good thanks, you?” We say it even when we’re not. It’s like an automatic response… or is it that we can’t bring ourselves to say anything other than that? Is it because we don’t want to make the situation awkward or maybe we… Continue reading Do any of us have time to not be ok?
Being lost inside your own mind can be a horrible and scary place. Convincing yourself that no one needs you anymore, that everyone would be happier and better off without you in their lives. Feelings of such worthlessness. The vicious circle of wanting to interact, to socialise, even going so far as to make arrangements but… Continue reading World Suicide Prevention Day: You make a difference to someone every single day
A couple of weeks ago we had a difficult bedtime. It’s not the first time, especially in recent weeks, and no doubt it won’t be the last. The kids were tired and getting tetchy with one another. I was tired and tetchy too. The kids were arguing over everything, fighting over anything and I ended… Continue reading We only get to do today once…
As a parent, I don’t appear to be able to go an hour (or less!) without worrying about or questioning a decision or choice I’ve made for my children. Did they eat enough? Should I be feeding them only organic? Maybe three biscuits was a bit much… Am I interacting with them enough? Should they… Continue reading One Love 💜
This time last week I never envisaged that the awful dark cloud I had, not just over me but consuming me, would actually end up so positive. I wrote and shared my post to show that we all need to be more mindful of others and what they might be experiencing – you can’t necessarily… Continue reading My ‘bad days’ don’t define me
The morning after is always hard. Physically and mentally drained from the crying, the overthinking and the negativity. Not knowing what kind of day today will pan out to be but absolutely desperate for it not to be the same as yesterday. But if I’m not careful, the replaying of negative thoughts begin all over… Continue reading I knew a bad day was coming but I couldn’t find a way to stop it