Living with depression and anxiety of course means vastly different things to different people. But, over time, it also means different things to those who live with it; each month, week, shit…….even each day, I can find myself mired in different manifestations of the same old thing. It sucks for me and I’m sure it totally sucks for my family …
If Monday could be everyday please.
Every Monday morning without fail, my various social media hangouts are inundated with digital ‘groans’ – another Monday! 5 more days ’til the weekend ::::insert sad emoticon:::: There needs to be a day between Saturday and Sunday the people say. I say – hooray for Monday! It’s my best, most favourite day of the week. I’m a sucker for …
RIP Charlotte Dawson, A Letter to the Editor – From my Brother
I wish my bro was a mummy-blogger. He has the rare ability to translate his IRL personality exactly into the written word. He can be totally caustic and make you want to punch him in the face, but he also speaks truthfully and from the heart and as such, I couldn’t agree more with his response to Deborah Hill Cone’s repulsive …