Not every child learns the same way. Me? I was a little academic with my nose in a book. My son? He’d rather be out in the mud and playing games, or working out how things work? He’s hands on. He’s active and happy and perfect, but he struggles to concentrate in standardised tests. So …
Category: Mental Health
Never a victim, always a fighter
I can’t help but think, as I lie awake at night: it must be wonderful to be illness-free. To be able to function normally, and to the best of your ability. To not be held back by both mental and physical restraints, that seem to turn everything you try and do to shit. It must …
Rediscovering yourself: heartbreak edition.
Girls, (and boys) have you ever been left in the dirt by a man? Left to mourn for the other half of your person? When heartbreak shatters your world – and I’m talking about the type of soul-shattering heartbreak that sparks true grief in your mind -your life all but crumples and you wonder, in …
How do you Recover when you Lose a Child?
When somebody dies it can feel like there’s a whole in your heart; like a part of you has died too. Yet it’s such a common occurrence: some 150,000 people die every day on earth.
How writing is helping me combat anxiety and depression.
Mental illness has become a topic that is widely discussed in today’s world. Yet, just a few years ago, it was taboo – and involved hushed voices – to discuss anyone’s mental health. It’s empowering to see how far we have come as a society, and I’m all for breaking the stigma, but even though …
Your SCARS tell YOUR STORY. Love your Stretch Marks, Love your Scars, Love your Wobble and Flab and Fat.
(Someone just asked, so yes feel free to share this) Once again, someone said to me today: “Oh, you’re so lucky, you had a kid but you didn’t destroy your stomach like me.” With stretch marks scratched all over our tummies, wobbly pouches, funny belly-buttons and numerous scars – our bodies certainly change a lot …
Why I still say I have two children, even though one of them died.
“Oh you have kids? How many?”
“Two. But one died.”
Why I refuse to be ashamed of my mental health / illness
I know many of us around the world suffer with illnesses and disabilities: both conspicuous and invisible. Sometimes these conditions take control of your time, limit our everyday abilities and diminish our quality of life. The only important thing in these instances to remember is to always keep fighting: do not become the victim to …
