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