For those of you who have followed the blog for a long time will remember the years I spent in a rather unhealthy relationship. If you don’t, and feel you want to, you can read about what happened here and here. Fast forward nearly 10 years, and as you know I am working as a […]

A year ago I embarked on a diploma in CBT. There wasn’t any reason for it really, other than it popped up on Groupon and looked like it might be interesting! Fast forward 12 months, and I have finally managed to find the time to complete it. Low and behold- I’m officially certified !! (I […]

From my early teens, I have had an obsession with plucking. Mainly my eyebrows to start with, and then extending to my chin and neck when I developed PCOS and started growing unwanted facial hair. It had become a kinda longstanding family joke, because after the first few years I no longer needed a tweezer […]

So last thursday I had my second session with my new “private counsellor”. During the first one, she was talking about my BPD and she happened to say “we” when describing one of the symptoms. I did hear it, but chose not to question her on it at that point. During this appointment however, she […]

It has been such a long time since I really sat down and dedicated some time and headspace to this blog. It’s funny- I leant so much on it was ill, but now I find myself with lots of thoughts but being unable to put them down into something readable. Life seems to be quite […]

Things on the whole have been bumbling along quite nicely. I have been doing well at work, and have started to feel proud of the achievements I have made in that area of my life. My two beautiful children are just that – beautiful, balanced and a total joy. Parenting is hard, I’m not going […]

It’s been a strange old day. Christmas Eve, and myself and children, my brother and my sister (plus children) have spent most of the day together at our parents house. Various things have happened which have led me to some small but meaningful realisations. First of all, I just wanted to touch on my Dad. […]