I've been thinking about writing this for a while, and ironically despite the title I've actually found it probably the hardest blog to write so far, not necessarily emotionally but for the first time I knew I wanted to write but I wasn't sure what to. So here goes... An open letter to my Dad. … Continue reading I’m okay.
I cannot even begin to express what it feels like to be listened to and heard, especially when you are in a very dark place in your mind. I spent a long long time fighting for people to believe me about my past, or to believe me that anxiety isn't just a little bit … Continue reading A sadness shared…
Which sounds simultaneously insulting and like an oxymoron, but bear with me. Most people who meet me these days will see me as a tough bitch who can seemingly handle anything. See resting bitch face photo for reference: When in actual fact I spent 99% of my time in my messy office, writing, editing, … Continue reading Happy Mother’s Day to the child without a mother
Now you're singing The Boomtown Rats in a slightly confused fashion right? So this is something I think about every week. Heh, get it? Because Sunday is once a week? Okay I've not woken up properly yet, my humour isn't exactly on point. So I'm sat here, in my warm cosy office, candles burning away, … Continue reading I don’t like… Sundays?
So part of the reason I'm writing this is because I'm in an industry where it's commonplace to belittle others to feel more superior, but that's not the premise of this blog, merely the trigger that's made me think about this for a while. Bullying. Predominantly childhood and teenage bullying. Two things have occurred to … Continue reading Pulling someone else down will never help you reach the top.