Why isn’t life like a movie

It’s really strange how you see things and the world differently when your happiness starts to return. You see the beauties of the Earth and the possibilities out there for you. You see everything in a completely different light because your eyes are finally opening. There is a part of your brain which has been held prisoner for so long breaking free.  Songs have new meaning, lifting you up instead of reducing you to tears. Romance films don’t have you curled up in an emotional whirlwind of longing and despair. You don’t wish you were living the life of your favourite characters in tv series or books because you are content in your own.  Sometimes I don’t even feel like I have been journeying to this point and that each day I’ve been edging closer. In fact it’s more like an all of a sudden moment when you realise, while sat drinking your third glass of Merlot and listening to all those heart wrenching songs, that you don’t feel that hollowness in your chest anymore. That dread...

I apologise for leaving some time between my posts recently, I have been busy with work! Which is a good thing after being off for so long so I’m definitely not complaining! I hope you are all well and enjoying this glorious British Summer! Take that statement how you want to, could be sarcasm, who knows 😏 Some of you may be enjoying the summer more than others. You could be jetting off to some Mediterranean hotspot with your other half, or you could be still feeling the effects of the pandemic. If you are lucky enough to have someone by your side to enjoy the sunny summer months with then I see that as a blessing. Being single at any time of the year can be extremely lonely. I’m definitely feeling those affects, even more so with the added stresses of the recent lockdown situation.  However, my aim today is to express to you, my lovely readers, that being single isn’t always a bad thing. Good things take time. We should embrace the single life and enjoy it! Many of you will proba...

I’ve had some feedback recently from various other bloggers and writers on how much it would benefit myself and my readers if I would be more explicit with my posts. It has been suggested that it would help others more, by being more specific and not tip toeing around certain issues and experiences.  I’m unsure whether I am able to do this, and most importantly whether I’m brave enough. I do understand that going deeper would allow people who have experienced similar things to me to speak out, but I’m unsure. Digging up old wounds may do more harm than good. Or it could highlight a strength I didn’t know I had.  There are so many subjects which are hard to speak about, and mental health is only one of them. There is so much that can stem from it. So many kinds of mental health problems, some that even I don’t know much about. But I try to educate myself as much as possible, because I don’t want to be in the dark. I want to try and understand so that we can all stand together....