This time of year is another time I become greatly nostalgic although I'm not sure if nostalgic is even the right word to use. My Mam's birthday is fast approaching, next month would of been her 43rd birthday. I have spoken about my confusion over missing her often but now I have finally put my … Continue reading I wish…
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Turning 24
So tomorrow I'm turning 24 and as always I'm looking back just to see how far I've come. There are a few times a year that make me incredibly nostalgic... Christmas, New Year's, Mother's Day, Pancake Day (don't ask) Easter and of course Birthday's, my own especially. So here I am, living my last 24 … Continue reading Turning 24
Fresh start
So it's the 7th of January 2019. You have no idea how long I've waited for this new year to come, to finally put 2018 behind me. This year is a fresh start, a blank page, a new chapter. This is of course me being incredibly clichéd but I am grabbing the feeling of a … Continue reading Fresh start
My early twenties crisis
I haven't been in denial about this one. In fact it's a fact that I have been well aware of. The fact that, for months now I have been spiralling. Not massively out of control or anything but spiralling all the same. Those who know me know this is just a phase. That is probably … Continue reading My early twenties crisis
What happened after it was positive
My youngest sister tagged me in a post this morning. It's October, I was unaware that October is pregnancy and infant loss awareness month. I'll be honest, she has been the first one to mention me in relation to anything about "miscarriage" before. It got me thinking and it got me reading... I am 1 … Continue reading What happened after it was positive
The funeral
I'd never been to a funeral before. I remember going to my great grandad's wake when I was young but I'd never been to an actual service before, let alone plan one. I woke up the day of my mam's funeral and there was a buzz around the house. We were all getting ready for … Continue reading The funeral
The anxiety that cripples me
There is such a stigma around anti depressants. But right now I am not afraid of saying that sometimes I need to take a tablet to help me sleep at night. I think back to before she died and I remember what it felt like to be happy without a single trace of sadness. Without … Continue reading The anxiety that cripples me
