I have just returned from another fantastic holiday with my Mum and my son, we’ve been away together quite a few times and we always have so much fun. I adore the relationship that we have, it’s not like a tolerance because we’re family, I genuinely love spending time with both of them. We always have a laugh, sometimes at each others expense, and there’s plenty of silliness, usually from my Mum and I, whilst Christopher stands there and shakes his head. We don’t get on 24/7 of course, there are disagreements to be had, we’re only human, but … Continue reading Not your everyday ‘My Holiday’ post.
We all dream, whether or not we remember our dreams is a different matter. I always assumed that everyone had weird, f**ked up dreams. I’ve never had a dream that was just normal. Something bizarre, terrifying or just weird usually happens. I only started thinking about it when I heard someone refer to their dream as weird because in it they owned a cat… Well funnily enough I did dream last night that we had a cat, only this cat could talk and it told me about the flies I had living in my pen…I mean a pen … Continue reading I had a dream…
You don’t know exactly what the outcome will be. You just believe that your actions are going to be the cause of terrifying disaster. It’s a feeling of severe doom. A feeling that sends an icy chill down your spine and freezes your feet to the spot. The only emotion that you can muster is fear. Tears are burning your eyes, you can’t breathe, you have lost any means of a normal functioning body. Your hands feel ten times bigger than they are, leaving you unable to do anything, ultimately feeling useless. Your legs have become heavier … Continue reading How I handle my anxiety attacks.
Hormones are my nemesis. As much as I hate the inconvenience of having periods, I am thankful that my body is working correctly and letting me know that I am still, presumably, capable of having babies. However it is the whole other mess of crap that comes with it that I could do without. I become a whole other person, a very clumsy, forgetful person. It’s easy to understand why women were once classed as being ‘incapable’ in the past. I can only assume that this was due to hormones making them slightly insane. I walk in to things that … Continue reading A love hate relationship.
“Love means never having to say you’re sorry”… – Love Story, 1970 Well we all know that’s bullshit for a start. Can you imagine? “Honey, I slept with your sister, she’s pregnant, we all have herpes. I’m sor…” “Nope, shush, it’s okay because I love you, no need to apologise” Yeah, that’s not happening. So love is most definitely not a get out clause for anyone. Some might say it’s just a chemical reaction, an amalgamation of endorphins and other hormones, that is now preyed upon for commercial reasons and it also gives us something to worry about … Continue reading What is love, really?