The first time I told my family I was seeing a therapist, a certain person told me that I must not speak about it in public because I won’t get a job if people know that I have “mental problems”. At the time, I was seeing a therapist to help me cope with the death of my father. After that comment that I shouldn’t tell anyone, I walked away feeling shame, thinking seeing her was something I shouldn’t talk about, that somehow I was weaker because of it. I went

My son has been a pretty decent sleeper from the start. I know I’m lucky. “They” all tell you to get all the rest you can now because you’re never going to sleep again but the truth for us, was that Oden started to mostly sleep through the night at 3 months old. Yes, we know exactly how lucky we were. BUT then that changed and he’d randomly wake up and play for 3 hours in the middle of some nights. Thanks SO much teething. So we learnt never to

Hi there friends Let’s talk about that hoax you’ve been sharing all over Facebook! Not sure what I’m talking about? Here, let me remind you… Everything you’ve ever posted becomes public from tomorrow. Even messages that have been deleted or the photos not allowed. It costs nothing for a simple copy and paste, better safe than sorry. Channel 13 News talked about the change in Facebook’s privacy policy. I do not give Facebook or any entities associated with Facebook permission to use my pictures, information, messages or posts, both past and

Being yourself is a daily struggle, a daily battle we fight against ourselves, against those around us. We are surrounded by rules. How to live, how to be, what to do and when. We take lunch, when we are told we can and go home at an hour dictated to us by the rules. We follow these rules, the book of how to for life. We do because our parents before us did, because our children are expected to. But what if you don’t? What if you break the rules

I’ve spent the majority of my life working in the Non-profit sector in one way or another. First as a volunteer and then as an intern and finally working my way up the ranks as a person being paid to do what I love. Which was pretty cool. Except working in those positions, killed my passion. The higher up the ranks you move, the more you’re privy to, the more you realise that things are not all they seem in the “do good” sector. Lack of accountability For one, funds

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