Postpartum Anxiety
Postpartum anxiety doesn’t get talked about anywhere near as much as postpartum depression. And while I knew that I had PPD after my second child was born, postpartum anxiety never...
Category: JOURNAL
Listening to my heart song
The last few years have been a rollercoaster, there have been some major ups and downs, life has been shaken about more than once and I’ve continuously had to pick...
More than just a Mum?
In the rare quiet moments that I get, I am filled with a restlessness that I rarely let myself acknowledge. For years, I’ve done everything I can to avoid the...
Single and Pregnant
I wrote that title and then realised it sounds like some crappy reality TV show. Ha! This pregnancy has been hard. Physically draining as I’m five years older than last...
Finding my voice
It’s early morning, and my house is asleep. I’m sat on the sofa in my living room, a cup of steaming Earl Grey in my hand, some tunes playing softly...
Wading through the fog
Sometimes it hits and you know why. Bereavement. Relationship breakups. Miscarriage. A myriad of other reasons. And sometimes it hits and there is no one reason. Depression doesn’t only follow...
Courage, Dear Heart
Two years ago I took a leap of faith. I’d spent six weeks fighting with my heart and my head, trying to figure out what was the ‘right’ thing to...
I am not broken
Stop trying to “fix” yourself. You’re NOT broken. You are perfectly imperfect and powerful byeond measure. Steve Maraboli
The rain will pass
I’m not okay. And that’s okay. I keep telling myself that. Recovery isn’t linear. There are twists and bends, and hills and mountains to climb. Some days the only climbing...
Taking stock, pushing forwards and making amends
Six months have passed since I’ve written on here. I’m quietly creeping back in, dusting off the cobwebs and breaking the silence. I’ve missed writing here, missed the space to put...
A little pondering on life
Who else is in denial it’s December already? This year has flown by and I can’t believe we’re almost at its end already. It’s been a funny old year for...
Following your own arrow
“You’re damned if you do, And you’re damned if you don’t, So you might as well just do whatever you want” Almost a year ago, when I was embarking on this new...
One year on
It’s been a while since I’ve really ‘written’ here… not just chit chat, but the deep and meaningful. For a while, I stopped as I wasn’t sure it fitted here,...
The spaces between
Long, sleepless nights, restless. Tossing and turning, exhausted yet unable to surrender to sleep. My anxious mind won’t quieten down its chatter, won’t let me switch off and escape into...
Some thoughts on a month of sobriety
I debated letting this marker go unnoticed and unannounced. Because a month – well, it doesn’t seem like much does it? 30 {or so} little days. And with the months flying...