Treading Water

Treading Water

There are moments in life when things unexpectedly shift from a deep, gloomy shade of blue to a lighter shade of sky, and then eventually the gorgeous pinks, reds and oranges of a sunrise. When a light bulb flicks on in your head and you see something that  . . .
Struggles Muggles

Struggles Muggles

When you have CPTSD, everything is harder to cope with - getting up, getting ready, going out, meeting people, mingling with the crowds etc - it’s not an excuse, it really is hard. Then, you have to deal with the triggers. And they can be a bunch of motherfuckers  . . .
Life is Short

Life is Short

On 19th Sept, a day after a very emotionally exhausting day, I decided to treat myself to a day out. After walking around for an hour or so, I went to the loo and heard a girl crying in the cubicle next to me. I was concerned, so  . . .
My Life with Complex-PTSD

My Life with Complex-PTSD

I was diagnosed with Complex-PTSD in January 2017. I wasn’t prepared for the identification. It has always been something I heard over the radio or in TV shows / movies. Not something I thought I’d ever have. Most people with PTSD don’t want to talk about it. I, on the other hand, don’t mind talking […]

Am I Back? Yes, I am…

Am I Back? Yes, I am…

  I haven't updated my blog in a long time. I've been MIA (not that it really matters to anyone since I don't think many people read or even know this blog exists) for the last 2.5 years - at least on here anyway. I was so caught up  . . .
Just Something Random

Just Something Random

So, an old friend of mine recently emailed these questions - it is her way of catching up with all of us (from secondary school - a very small number of us in the chain email). I thought it would be fun to share it on here. WERE  . . .
Ghosted – THREE TIMES!

Ghosted – THREE TIMES!

Before I go any further, let me explain what “ghosting” means (in case you’ve never heard of it before). “Ghosting” occurs when a significant individual in your life completely falls off the face of the earth - without any explanation, word, apology, reason, et al. That said, I’ve  . . .
I Think I Am Growing Up!

I Think I Am Growing Up!

I used to go out on a nightly basis. It was a lot of fun, and I could wake up the next morning (mind you, I would sleep around 04:00 or 05:00 in the morning) around 10:00 and still have a full day of activities (and then, another  . . .