Come To Therapy With Me: Part 3

I felt like this week had been more positive for me in terms of feeling mentally stronger and more in control, then I ended up throwing up on the drive back from Nottingham which was the worst thing for me. I absolutely hate being sick and to then have to travel back another 1-2 hours…

Come To Therapy With Me: Part 2

Referring back to part one: after my initial therapy session with Emily I felt horrendous. A a bit of an unexpected emotional wreck, if I’m honest. Despite this, part of me looked forward to the second session, especially because I had some things that had upset me that I needed to discuss. That in itself…

Come To Therapy With Me: Part 1

After the usual sabbatical from posting, I thought I would start something slightly different from my norm; something that is highlighting vulnerability even more which is always a tad scary. But I have learnt over the years that the things that scare us are often the things we need to do most in order to…

Future Reminder

Recently, someone commented on an old blog post of mine, and I took the opportunity to have a read back through my first posts. I find self-reflection so powerful and beneficial to me and it is something I try and practice frequently – in my line of work we have to reflect on our own…

Grief Is The Price We Pay For Love

Grief is one of the most confusing things I’ve experienced; and having not experienced this since I was a teenager it feels even more profound as an adult. How can I go about my normal day and smile and laugh with my colleagues, but at the same time feel heartbroken and sick at the thought…