For many, many years my sense of happiness and self-esteem has been a mystery to me, one which I haven't quite been able to put my finger on.
I read and I read and I read some more, trying to figure out *the answer*, and get myself out of a rut when I've felt low. But nothing seemed to work. Life got in the way, I got distracted, I carried on, but something just wasn't right. Read More
Whenever I'm around other people, it feels like I have to put on a mask.
The strength of said mask can vary from anything between just being more energetic than I'm feeling like or going into all-out people-pleasing, entertainer model. Read More
Thinking about it, I've always loved writing. From the stories I wrote as a kid to the poetry I wrote during therapy. Read More
In fact, I've just had a major breakthrough - at both primary and secondary school, I really took pride in my homework.
Over a decade ago, my love of reading about self-help and body language and things started. It started innocently enough. Read More
I remember it well. Making the long trek into West London with my mum. Busy streets, shoppers with their bags, it was a prime area of London for shopping.
I had been low before, sure, but never quite like this. Read More