Imposter syndrome was the topic of conversation at this week’s MMM writing group. I chuckled to myself because she is someone I know well. I would go as far as to say that I used to refer to her as my evil twin, aka my ego. She would be that little voice in my head […]
Category: Having a word with me sen
A Modern-Day Fairy Tale
A True Story He called it love But it didn’t feel like love to her To the outside world He was the perfect guy It was like he could walk on water But unbeknown to her She was just another lamb to the slaughter Like butter wouldn’t melt She had to disguise how she really […]
How to Fall back in love with running
In the absence of friends, there are always strangers. I have a love-hate relationship with social media, and I wouldn’t normally advocate someone reaching out online for support, but I did earlier this year. So here I am I wanted to share my experience with you. I also want to use this blog to […]
Empath’s in Recovery
Are you in Recovery? Are you struggling, finding it hard to process your emotions and feelings? Have you ever heard of empaths? If not, have you considered you might be one? I had never even heard of the word empath until a few years ago. Whilst I had learned a lot about myself in my […]
Give people recovering from addiction a second chance
When the teachers at school asked me, “what do you want to be when you are older, what career do you want to pursue?” I didn’t have a reply because I didn’t have a scooby doo. All everyone talked about was qualifications this, qualification that! Personally, I didn’t see the relevance. Growing up, money had […]
It is the best feeling in the world to be able to look back and see just how far you have come.
I try not to dwell on the past for too long. Over the years, I have worked hard at paying attention to the present in preparation for whatever the future may hold. That was until it came to writing this bleeding book. A couple of times, I found myself struggling to piece together fragments of […]
The therapeutic act of writing
For years after Dad’s death, I would often dream of Dad. Unfortunately, most felt more like nightmares. The most common one was that he was alive, but I could never work out how? The memories of his burial would be clear as day in my mind, stood by his grave, throwing in a single red […]
COVID one year on
Facebook had just asked me – What’s on your mind, so i had a think about it… As I flicked through my memories, I realise such much has changed Its been a long xxcking year and yet, i’m still here Only eight years ago, Sheffield was covered in snow The year before I […]
Connecting the Dots: Everything happens for a reason.
Today is a particularly poignant day. It is precisely 16 years since Dad took his last breath. I remember the day as if it was yesterday. Me and my sister found him on the living room floor in his flat, and despite looking like shit, he was in a positive mood. He reached out his […]
Writing it out
There have been some days over the past year; I have had to have some serious Words Wi Me Sen to adjust with this shit show called COVID. Confined to home working, being isolated from the usual office/social chat and banter has been replaced with more time to think or, should I say, overthink. I […]
