You see this photo, this photo means so many things to me but the one that sticks out most is how far I have come, you see when my marriage to Edwardo ended, like many today admitting this, I tried to end my life and it’s not something that I have openly told my children… Continue reading World mental health awareness day. My stories.
For the past few weeks I have found myself wasting the days away in the comfort of my bed, when I don't have some other place to be, I could rival a pensioner that is bed bound quite frankly and I always get to the time of day, around an hour before nerd boy finishes… Continue reading Life is passing by
One thing I am fucking proud of in my life is I don't blame others for my mistakes, I think of myself as a survivor of my mistakes and troubles. Quite often I get asked about what's it like living in a room or trying to give me tips on how to move but the… Continue reading Happy as a pig in shit
I am not one of these strong women who hide their problems from their partner, family or the world, quite frankly I don’t know what good comes from hiding problems, whether it be financially, emotionally or just plain right ‘meh’, I am not one of these bloggers that plasters a fake smile over her face… Continue reading I do and I don’t love my perfect life….
Social media is a pain in the ass for someone that suffers from anxiety, who also craves to be liked, it shows who is popular and who isn't, who has a 'perfect life' and who is as honest as they come. Take me for example, I posted something that was pretty big to me yesterday… Continue reading The not so social media