Last year, around this time, I wrote this piece on my journey with anxiety, and shared it around Time To Talk Day. The official day has rolled around again. My words are still true, anxiety is a thing every day, and I’m sharing again. No one is alone on this journey. And so, last week was Time To Talk Day, but I think the point of this campaign is to highlight that it’s OK to talk about our mental health no…
Isla looked at my face this morning and asked a very maybe wise beyond her years/obvious/ simple question: Mummy, why don’t you sleep at night? What could I say? Because I’m cold, Because I’m reading, Because I’m hungry, Because I feel crowded, Because I feel alone, Because I think too much, Because it’s too quiet. Are you breathing? Have I done enough? How old am I? How old are you? Shit. Because I’m crafting complicated sentences. Fuck it. What time…
I’ve decided I’m gonna be a bit freer on this here blog. I’m feeling a bit more isolated than usual these days and I feel like I need to connect/write/talk more. Truth is, I don’t get out as much as I used to. Skye is often CLOSED or some shit. I sign up for things out of the house that are canceled. For reasons. Like I’m the only one interested. I get very excited when my PAs arrive in the…
