Getting yourself out there ?>

Getting yourself out there

I am a self-confessed introvert favouring the company of people I know usually my family and a few select friends. This has intensified since I gave up work and I had gotten out of the habit of interacting with people I do not really know. I realised recently how isolated I had truly become especially in the last few years. My anxiety and some of the trauma I have suffered in my life has made it difficult for me to…

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Just Making Do ?>

Just Making Do

Before I had my children my appearance mattered a great deal to me, not to say that afterwards I just stopped caring but I was no longer defined by it and though still on my to do list I had bigger issues to deal with which left less time for me to fret about what I look like. I had resigned myself to the fact that after 2 pregnancies in 2 years my body would never look the way it…

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Keeping up Appearances ?>

Keeping up Appearances

It is fair to say I was brought up in a household where appearances mattered. I am not talking so much about physical appearances but more of the mental variety. You went out in your smart clothes and faced the world, no matter the circumstances you were in. There was no room for emotions, you got on with life and carried on regardless.  Empathy, compassion, anger, sadness, fear, whatever the tag, we were taught not to show it.  You should…

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Accepting or Rejecting Relationships ?>

Accepting or Rejecting Relationships

I recently wrote a blog post about how aggrieved I felt at growing up without a mother. I thought I would take the opportunity to expand upon this and write about accepting the relationships that we have with others, especially those with our family members. This can prove to be an impossible task especially if you are unable to accept personality and behavioural traits that you deem to be undesirable and that are not compatible with your own beliefs. You…

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Sugar Coated Words ?>

Sugar Coated Words

I received a text message from an old friend I had not spoken to in a while asking how I was. How do you respond to this? Are you going, to tell the truth, or tell a more fictional sense of your reality. I am fine, everything is great, the house is wonderful, the kids are growing up, this was what I was compelled to reply, this, of course, was the sugar-coated version of the truth. The response I got…

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My Writing Inspiration ?>

My Writing Inspiration

I thought at the beginning of my blogging journey it would give me an opportunity to write about why I am here, why write a blog? From an early age, I loved writing.  I came from a nontechnological generation, computers were not something that came till my teens. I had a beautiful red typewriter that I would spend hours making up stories and would patiently type them up, blotting my copy book with tippex. I had a passion for reading…

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No one owes you anything ?>

No one owes you anything

One of the most prolific things I have ever read was written by Harry Browne an American politician published in a newspaper in 1966, it was a letter to his young daughter titled ‘A gift for my daughter’ Browne had written it to give to his daughter as a Christmas gift instead of the usual toys and games that would have been normally chosen. This was probably the most valuable gift she ever received. Advice as life changing as this…

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Getting back on the positive train ?>

Getting back on the positive train

It has been one of those weeks where life has taken over everything. Sometimes you need to prioritise things in your life, put them in order of relevance and unfortunately what you WANT to do does not take precedence, you must focus on what you need to do first and foremost. I have been feeling myself slipping into negative patterns again in my life, negative thoughts, negative food, negative behaviours, luckily I managed to recognise this and very gently have…

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The Sadness of Father’s Day ?>

The Sadness of Father’s Day

I wonder if anyone else felt a wave of melancholy brought on by Father’s day? Is it just me that suffers in silence on this commercially inflicted day. I tried to share in the joy felt by my children making my husband breakfast in bed, putting flowers in vases and placing a teabag in a special mug, clutching an envelope to their chest festooned with childhood scrawls and funny hearts. I have never seen them so eager to wake up…

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Meeting my own expectations ?>

Meeting my own expectations

I read something on twitter this week that said ‘I stopped living up to everyone else’s expectation of me and started to live up to my own’. My first thought was how inspirational but then on reflection, I surmised that it did not apply to me as my own expectation of myself is much higher than that of others around me. My own expectation is the one I feel burdened by, the one that I am constantly trying to reign…

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