58) Anxiety Cafe

Quick back story to this post: For those of you who are new here, hi! I had an accident 7 months ago and I’m still in recovery from a concussion. So much has changed since the head injury and unfortunately I have developed anxiety as a result. I have been writing a book about the…

57) Hedgehogs and Home

The fire is making it hard to write this, it’s crackling softly and lulling me into complete relaxation. Through half closed eyes I want to record this though, the next bit, the part that comes after the awful worry and the stress. This feeling. This seemed like such a far away, almost impossible, goal just…

56) Kidneys and Keys

We found out at the weekend that our current rental situation will be coming to an end soon and we will need to find a new place to live. Someone asked me this morning how the apartment hunt is going. I decided not to mention that I had just googled “can you sell your organs”…

54) Everything Nothing Something

Please don’t ask me what I’m worried about. It’s everything, nothing and something. I’m not writing this for the people who have anxiety, the people who know this tight feeling in their own chest, who’s breathe matches mine today. I’m writing this for those that can breathe easily and who want to know what we’re…

53) A Lesson in Regrets

I can’t remember which medical professional made the comment. That’s a common theme lately, not remembering. I seem to have hit my head in the place where the short term memory receptors live. Anyway, it doesn’t matter who said it, the comment itself was what made me think. “I bet you regret that.” For those…

52) Warriors and War Paint

If you are following me on Instagram or Facebook then you will have seen me doing the 30 Day Photography Challenge for the last month. This is the final picture of the challenge. Day 30 ‘Self portrait’. It was the hardest picture I’ve taken so far. I had an appointment first thing in the morning…

51) Nap time

This is the man I love, from the angle I often see him. He naps after work. I don’t blame him, I’d nap too if I worked as hard as him. I’m biased of course, I’m obsessed with the guy, but I honestly don’t think I’ve ever met a harder worker. I was both at…

50) Strangers on the Internet

Are you old enough to remember the buzzing, hissing, alien-like dial tone as the internet cut off the phone line and came slowly to life? (And did you also use this long, drawn out alien song time to go and make a snack? Just me?)   Back then we were told that you were 100%…

49) Love Handles and Women’s Sandals

There’s a red dress in my wardrobe. It’s been there for years. It hasn’t moved from the wardrobe in years because it does not fit me. There, I said it. It barely fit me when I bought it if I’m being completely honest. My actual size was sold out so I told myself the age…

48) Pickled Onions

I’ve been wondering lately if it’s ever possible to really know a person. That is to know them inside out, to see the inner corners of their mind, to fill in all the blank spaces and questions in your own mind about them. Maybe it’s the wedding date getting closer thats got me thinking this….