Its been a while…nearly five months to be exact. The last time I posted I was in a bad place and struggling. I’m not going to lie, I still am, but I’m dealing slowly. I haven’t blogged because a lot of what I talk about is either mental health issues or my daughters illness. And […]Read More CFS diagnosis and the ride beyond.
I wake up everyday as a borderline. I go to sleep every night (if i can settle) as a borderline. Nothing changes apart from my emotional well-being. You see, I can wake up in a good and stable mood, but anything, the slightest thing can catapult me into a sea of tears. Sometimes I wash […]Read More A trip through the anxiety of a borderline.
Again, its been a while but R takes priority over me spilling my guts out into blogs. I’m still exhausted, I still haven’t had time for myself. My brain is still absolutely mangled and to make things even worse, my mental health support team “discharged” me, without my knowledge. So I now have to go […]Read More I’m a Mother, I can’t just logout!
I’ve never seen myself as a self-harmer. My therapist suggested after a session that my tattoos were my scars. I didn’t really agree but then when I thought about things and the way I feel before,during and after, I had to admit that it was a possibility. But society believes that self-harm is probably having […]Read More The bruises you don’t see.
Life sucks. Bad things happen everyday. I’m not going to say the cliche “Bad things always happen to good people,” because that is absolute bullshit. Good and bad things happen to people, that’s the reality of it. We are all here living our own journeys, things happen. I know plenty of good people that have […]Read More Making light of the dark.
The last few weeks have been a struggle. This last week has been more than a struggle. I’m not going to go in to some of the reasons because I’m simply not ready, but one of the main reasons is just because I’m tired. Typing that out and seeing the words in front of me […]Read More Struggles.
I always knew I wanted to be a mum. But as you know well, we have no idea what life has planned for us. We never know how our stories will unfold. Let’s face it, if we knew what was going to happen then life would be very boring. I never knew I was going […]Read More For my beautiful Daughter…
As I said in my last post. we all have regrets. One of mine is not going to University and progressing even more in Performing Arts. It’s too late for that now and I’ve finally come to accept it. Admittedly when I see performances and artists on stage it still bites…a little. Who am I […]Read More Mums..? You can dream too!
You’re 8 years old and you’re watching the classic Disney films. The prince always falls in love with the princess and then they ‘live happily ever after.’ Apparently marrying the prince makes all their dreams come true and solidifies their lives, everything will be okay now because they have their prince. You’re 15 years old […]Read More Failing and flying.
Where to begin? For the 31 years I’ve been on this earth, you have been my mum. The first 20 years were rocky to say the least. I have many regrets. I’ve made mistakes and messed up many a time. As a young child I lashed out and took all my hurt out on you. […]Read More A letter to Mum.