In the face of nastiness, I will still be as strong as I can
This has been a week and a bit straight from the depths of hell. There are things going on in my life that even with my belief in candour and…
Life
Blasting away the rubbish and finding my core values
Working with a psychologist and psychiatrist on recovering, and fortifying myself from, my mental illness has been quite an experience. I almost said ‘journey’, but I loathe that cliche. Thankfully…
Conscious gratitude breeds even more, and deeper, gratitude
Most of us will have heard of a ‘gratitude diary’ or similar, where you keep a notebook or something like it to write down that for which you are grateful,…
I thought I’d hit rock bottom. I was wrong.
A few weeks ago I shared my battle with depression and anxiety. The ‘black dog’ as Churchill dubbed it. At the time I felt the worst was over, that the…
Messengers of perfect timing
Twice in my life I have been delivered – in person – powerful and timely messages from complete strangers. The first was the day of my father’s funeral, and the…
Breaking it down: my mental health isn’t great
It didn’t hurt when I ran into the sandstone wall at full pace. Not immediately, anyway. I was able to regather myself a little bit and for a little while.…
There’s no dignity in parenting
Life changes dramatically when you have kids. As it should, I guess. But I wasn’t ready for the sudden loss of dignity. And to be honest, how little I cared…