Today is the ten-year anniversary of my mothers suicide. It's been a few months since I finished grieving. My grief didn't come immediately and it didn't come at once. I shoved it down with so many different things, some you will have read about and some... not yet. Three years ago, I wrote this. It's …
Self love starts with self-respect
After Squaddie and I split for good, there was a period of change for me. For a while, I’d spend my days convinced that nobody could ever really love me. Again, being ‘alone’ made me feel suicidal. I believed that I was not loveable and that I was in everyone’s way. I’d stand at the …
The rocky start of my Newcastle life
I started writing yet another post about Squaddie, then I stopped, then started again, then stopped. At first, I considered that I might be resisting because it was still painful but I couldn’t find any truth in that. My gut was definitely not agreeing. Then I realised, I am resisting because I’ve discussed it to …
Self Preservation to Self Love 