Oh my, how lovely you have all been sharing your experiences of stress and how you manage it (eating a pint of ice cream or taking seroquel were my favourite suggestions), and giving me wise words of encouragement.
I am glad to report that I am back to my usual chirpy self: the sun is flooding into the apartment, the patio doors are open and I can see the swans gliding elegantly on the canal; my neighbour has just bought me round a plant and a bottle of wine (at 8.30 am!), and I am sipping coffee and writing – life feels good again. Continue reading
Hey my lovelies
Today I have a guest post at the The Chrysalis Effect Recovery Programme about my latest progress on recovery. Continue reading
On paper it shouldn’t work: he is 25 and I am – well, not; he left school at 16 and trained as a hairdresser, I took the university route, topping up later with a Masters; he is a family man with two small children and I don’t have a maternal bone in my body.
But in fact, he has become one of the most inspirational people in my life. It started when he popped my fringe cherry about three years ago. I went to see him because I couldn’t get in with my usual hairdresser and so the ‘love’ affair began. He was braver in his style choices – I liked. We also bonded over a phase we were both going through at the time of drinking wheatgrass shots (a phase we have both moved on from!). Continue reading
This is it. I am a walking, living, breathing cliché, who is about to ‘start’ life again at 40.
Let’s just say that about seven years ago life took an unexpected – and rather annoying – turn when I became ill with Chronic Fatigue Syndrome.
As I come out of the other side, I am ready, ready to, well, just ready.
I have this incredible opportunity to start again – which is exciting – but start again at what? Yes, you’ve got it, here I am on my own personal reinvention tour. Continue reading