Faulty Powers

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Day 13 of my 40 day blog challenge. I am thrilled to introduce Denis who is truly an inspiration to me and has helped countless individuals in their recovery. Here he shares some of his thoughts on what recovery means… Continue reading

Anxiety in the body…

Day 12 of my 40 Day Challenge…

Today, Katie has shared about her experience with anxiety. This is something which affects so many of us, but very often goes either undiagnosed, or we simply don’t talk about it. Thank you Katie for taking the step to share this with us.

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Therapist Experience…

Day 11 of my 40 Day Blog Challenge, over 1/4 way through!

Thank you to the 4 amazing contributions to the blog so far. It is so lovely to hear other’s stories of living through real challenge and that these stories really are encouraging others. I’ve got a number of other contributions lined up, but there’s still plenty of room for more! Do get in touch if you feel you’d like to share your story (doesn’t have to be a new topic, as each story and experience is unique).

Today I’m going to attempt to answer a question, (or at least give my personal opinion) which someone emailed to me recently. It’s actually a really common question in the counselling realm and it’s a very well debated one… Continue reading

Prenatal Depression

 

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Day 9 of my 40 Day blog challenge.

Today, Kate has courageously shared her journey through prenatal depression, a condition far less known about than it’s cousin postnatal depression. Thank you Kate for sharing so personally. It would be great to hear from others in the comments section who have suffered with this or similar… Continue reading

Feeling content and really sick 😷!

Day 8 of my 40 day challenge and I thought I’d check in and have a little think about the project so far. 

I do this from bed as I left work early feeling terrible; I think I have the bug my daughter had on the weekend. 

Looking at the challenge so far, it would be fair to say that I started it blind. I knew  I wanted to do something productive but hadn’t given it much more thought than that. 

I’d had a bit of success (for me) with the blog I wrote the day before I started (Brave) and was very optimistic. Then the stats crashed and ironically my post on Self Esteem was one of he least read. This really challenged me. Why am I doing this, is it for my own ego, does it really matter if people have read, shared, retweeted etc what I’ve written? It doesn’t. 

Then something absolutely lovely happened. My wife asked to contribute something really personal (6th March). A friend shared it on Facebook. The stats boomed!  It’s still getting more hits on it as we speak. 

And conversations are happening about the blog, people are talking about their own experiences, and sometimes I am privileged enough to be able to see the threads.  

And now a number of others have come forward, also wishing to contribute and share their own very personal stories. 

I am so thrilled about this. Some are speaking about things publically for the first time which I find amazing and so humbling. 

So if I could ask you a favour, it would be to keep an eye out for these guest blogs. When you see them, please comment, share and encourage both the writer and the other readers who may well be relating to what’s been shared. 

So I’m sitting in bed, feeling physically terrible, but emotionally really content, as something wonderful is beginning to happen with this blog. 

Thank you to everyone who has followed this to date, or who has contributed. I’m really excited to see what happens next. 

Cream Crackered

Day 7 of my 40 day challenge.

January 2016 I posted by best ever time cycling up Ditchling Beacon, over a minute faster than my previous attempt! It was no Bradley Wiggins, not even on par with my peers, but it was my personal best.

A couple of weeks later it was a different story. It was like I had nothing to give, like I was struggling in a strong wind on a still day. Then the flu 😷. So that makes sense. Feeling much better by March but still hacking up some nastiness, I attempt a cycling event with my friends. And that’s when it all started. Continue reading