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Being Resilient

I haven’t felt like writing lately. Truth be told, I haven’t felt like doing much else other than cry. It feels somewhat ridiculous even putting this out there – the fact that I’m crying over the loss of a thing. A thing with no meaning more than memories attached to it. But I’m getting ahead of myself As you may know if you read this blog regularly, we are moving to New Zealand. Well at least that is the hope. So far, there have been steps taken towards that move

They say death is the number one fear. Not to me. I’m not afraid of dying. You see to me you’re alive And then you’re not   Just light one minute and darkness the next   No I’m not afraid of dying. Only the bereaved I’d leave behind. You see I know that feeling all too well The pain that fills the void The heart-break that fills the silence The longing that remains When love has died   I’m afraid of the hole left behind I’m afraid of the tears

I don’t repost articles that I’ve read elsewhere but this morning I got a notification of a new post on Penelope Trunks blog. I really love reading her writing. She’s so frank and honest and it’s refreshing to read something that seems uncensored. This morning though, her post made me stop for a minute. I had to literally take a moment to fight back the tears. This woman is incredible. She is smart and she is successful and she has achieved great things so it confuses me so that she

It feels like a lifetime since you left us here, figuring the world out without you. Over a decade has passed and yet every day will be the shortest time that you’ll ever be gone because as the days pass, so does the time since I last got to speak to you. I’m writing a letter to the world who reads my blog because somehow, it feels like if I put my emotions out there, they’ll stop sitting like a lump in my throat that I can’t swallow. It’s making

Being a mother is probably the single most important role I have ever played in my life. There just isn’t any amount of preparation you can do to make this “job” go smoothly. You come into your new role with absolutely no idea about how hard it can be or how tired you will feel or how much love you will hold in your heart. Until becoming a mother, I had no idea that I was capable of loving someone this much. Suddenly your heart is swollen and ready to

If you’ve ever loved someone and they’ve died, you know what I’m on about. You know that the pain and suffering you feel long outlasts the patience of the people around you. It’s been a year, isn’t it enough already? They ask you! But the truth is, when it comes to death, the passage of time comes to a stand still and though the years may pass you are forever trapped in the time you had together. The time before death arrived. You think about them and you miss them. And

So this is a bit of a personal one for me. It’s about taking antidepressants and anti-anxiety meds. A long time ago (11 years to be exact) I was put on antidepressants. I HATED IT! I felt like I had lost myself. I had in fact just lost my father. He died, unexpectedly in a car accident and his death was a HUGE blow to my life. I was 23 years old. I was just starting my life as an adult on my own and I was devastated. My world

Every now and then, you read something and it gives you chills. The hairs on your arm stand straight up and tears just flow from your eyes. The more you read, the more you can’t stop and the more everything you knew before changes. That’s this post you’re about to read. It’s such a blend of weakness and strength and vulnerability all in one but the message is one of a warrior. Someone who never gives up! I’m honoured that she’s sharing her story on my platform – Even the strongest

Dealing with depression can sometimes leave you feeling like you’re drowning and you’re all alone. If you’re used to pushing through the pain like nothing is wrong, it can be even harder to accept that you’re struggling with your depression. Here’s how I fight off depression temporarily and the quotes that show we are not alone. It happens to so many people and everyone copes in different ways. My temporary solutions for dealing with depression Eat chocolate. Because chocolate is always a good idea “May your life be filled, as

To everything there is a season To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under the sun. A time to be born and a time to die; a time to plant and a time to pluck up that which is planted; a time to kill and a time to heal … a time to weep and a time to laugh; a time to mourn and a time to dance … a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing; a time to lose and a

I promise you, it gets easier It’s not easy having a colostomy bag. Adapting to new changes. A whole new way of living. No one can tell you that it’s going to be easy. It’s not easy even for the strongest person. But I promise you, it will get easier! You will get used to it and you will be braver as time goes on. People will ask you questions. Lots of them. Some of them will be awkward “but what about your bum, don’t you poo out there anymore?” Others

SO depression is no joke. Everything in the world is wonderful but for some reason, there you are, sitting around crying. FOR. NO. GOOD. REASON. I have no idea what the actual fuck is going on in my mind this week. Work wise, everything was going SO well, my blog is going exactly how I want it to, I finally have a sense of direction and purpose and know what I want out of this blog, I’ve even created a The Empowered Woman Programme  that I want to offer individuals and

I think one of the greatest challenges we face in the world today is being afraid to embrace what makes us awesome. The truth is, we have a serious fear of rejection and failure. The truth is, we will do so many things in our lives that we aren’t good at and we will no doubt fail doing those things. That’s just part of life. We will fail, we will be rejected and we will be told we aren’t good enough. What matters is that every time we fall down, we

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

I saw a meme on Facebook yesterday that said these simple words; she’s strong but she’s exhausted (r.h. Sin). I had to stop for a minute and read it again and I thought, that’s me! That’s exactly me. I’ve been trying to figure out what’s going on. I’m tired all the time, I’m drained, I feel like life and living is impossible. I find myself questioning all the time how I could have stayed alive to be where I am right now. A place where nothing seems to be going

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