My experience with talking therapies may not be what you expect but my word, It’s worth it!
As most of you may know, I’m from Manchester (If you didn’t know you can read about me here), Born and Bred in the city which grafts, quite literally actually. This year my hometown had a horrific terrorist attack, And as Mancunians we reacted in the only way we know how to; With love andRead more
Now I’m not a huge believer in regrets, I move on. It’s always been something I’ve been good at. Old boyfriends, Bad friends and shitty choices, I quickly learnt to move on when I realise they don’t feel right. The tiny regrets I do think about are usually food or clothes related. Thinking back it’sRead more
Let’s get started by saying my partner did not meet me whilst I was ill, he did not meet me while I was bedridden, he did not meet me whilst I cried in agony, he lived through all of this with me. Every little step of my journey he’s been there by my side,Read more