My story
It’s been a while. I’ve been superbusy dealing with the whole boob business that I wrote about, back in October. The surgery went well – they removed the entire tumour and one tiny extra cancer… Continue reading
My mom was born on October 4 or 6 – I can’t remember (and I refuse to be embarrassed about it). She died on February 15 (night between 14 – 15), which made her 46… Continue reading
There are stages through which to recover. I think we all can relate and understand that. I’ve gone through layers andlayers of recovery for.. well, I guess I could say – my entire life. Where… Continue reading
To continue on the subject of selfleadership, I wanted to write a little bit about decisions I’ve made that has turned out to be really, really good for me. I’m not used to that,… Continue reading
You know, these days with social media – on Mother’s day, Facebook fills up with all these women praising their mothers to the moon and back. I’ve never understood that. I can’t relate to having… Continue reading
Everyone develops some sort of coping mechanism. So did I. As for, I’m sure, many others, I became an addict. Mom herself was an addict too. She used loads of pain killers (Treo, for… Continue reading
This is a post about balance. I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder type II when I was thirtysix years old. Before then, I think I’ve spent my entire adult life since I was about eighteen… Continue reading
Tell me one of us who hasn’t been in the pit. I’ve been there, for a very, very long time. The pit is where we end up if we don’t get our shit together, if… Continue reading
I was quite old when I began understanding the concept of boundaries and limits. By quite old, I mean I was in my thirties. Before then, I had no understanding of the fact that everyone… Continue reading
Many children around the world have parents who’re divorced, or at least split up. So did I. My parents split when I was about two, and since then I travelled between them, back and forth… Continue reading
