I'm Writing Again (Again)

Hello!

Seashell made from Sand

It has been a long time since I've written here. My creativity seems to die each time I struggle with my day-to-day life. This past year has been a corker, to say the least. I don't know if I've outgrown writing in this space or just needing a fresh start somewhere else. THIS was meant to be my fresh start, so I know running away and beginning anew won't do.

I want to write more. The irony is I write as my day job. But I mean a different kind of writing. I want to write about the changes in me as I head directly towards my mid-30s. Nothing makes me feel old, like my eldest turning 10 nearly a month ago.

Life feels overwhelming, and I'm just starting to breathe again, so I have time to explore what it means to live in my body, mind, and soul in the 21st century.

I have lots to explore.

So stick around!

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What to put in your Hospital Bag for a Mastectomy

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Living with Invisible Disabilities

It’s been a year since my hysterectomy. I had wanted to share how much my life has improved since which in some respects it has. But unfortunately for me, I still have other lifelong conditions that disable me daily. So although, it’s a relief not to have to deal with the debilitating gynaecological pain that I suffered with for over 20 years, Life continues to be a struggle. I was trying to create a TikTok video and was looking for pictures to help illustrate how hard things were but there was no evidence of my struggle. The trauma, the pain, the scarring. The panic, the anxiety & loss are all invisible. I have nothing tangible to show the hell that I’ve lived through. In the words of my heroes, Maya Angelou, “Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I'll rise. Up from a past that’s rooted in pain I rise” I will keep rising for as long as I can. I owe it to myself....

Happy New Year

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