I battled with whether or not to post this because it’s a very personal thing to share with everyone. Before you think that you don’t want to read any further because I’m going to divulge details that you don’t want to know, I’m not, I’m not sharing my story, at least not today. I shared #metoo yesterday, along with thousands of other women across social media. This new # is for women to let people know that they have been the victim of sexual abuse or harassment. That is all, you’re not expected to say anything else, however … Continue reading Why I shared #metoo
We are all bound to go through things in our lives and whatever your circumstances it’s all relative to you personally. It irks me when people say things like, “You’ve got to be brave” “It could be worse” Well … Continue reading The strength in you
You’re browsing through Facebook or Instagram and you come across someone and think ‘Why do they have everything and I don’t?’ They don’t have everything. I promise. It’s just not possible. (Unless they are The Queen… are they The Queen?) Your life will never be perfect. Now I’m not saying you’ll never be happy, of course you will. Things will never just be an easy ride though. Sooner or later there will be a blip. A small blip or a big blip but a blip nonetheless. You have to accept that as being part of life. That person … Continue reading We’ve got your back!
‘Suicide is a lot of things, but selfish isn’t one of them. Suicide is a decision made out of desperation, hopelessness, isolation and loneliness. The black hole that is clinical depression is all-consuming. … … Continue reading It’s not selfish.
I’ve not given you the attention you deserve, the undivided acknowledgement that I should have bestowed upon your every waking hour. You have surely deserved better, I know you have. It hurts me deep inside, it’s a gut wrenching guilt that breaks me from inside. Is this how all parents feel? Or have I genuinely been wrong over and over again? I regret the days I didn’t spend with you, the mud pies we didn’t make, the cakes we didn’t bake together. Does it make a difference that now I realise the things I have missed out on, or am … Continue reading Parental Woes