#iwasblamed

#iwasblamed Jessica Taylor…where do I start. The first time I saw her talk was at my first feminist conference. She was an epic blur of tattoos, great hair, mouth like a sewer and a truth teller. Just my kind of women. If you have not read her stuff….do it now. NOW. Jessica is a champion…

THIS IS A CALL FOR ACTION…..FROM A NURSE ON THE FRONT LINE….

I have just finished clapping for front line workers. It gets me every time. The first week I really cried. This week I felt quite proud. Anyway…this is a call to action. I don’t often do them so…. sit up and listen. Its mad how people’s lives’ weave in and out of each other. Its…

Mental Health… Hidden Truma…and COVID -19

I have been here before. Not in a pandemic, no. But I have been in situations where things are happening to me and around me that I can’t control. I have known that fear before. I hate to ever speak for others, but I think that anyone who suffered trauma growing up, maybe even in…

But how will my daughter cope with lock-down…..

I don’t know how may blogs I will start like this…I guess until it’s not an issue anymore…. but I am struggling to write. Not due to lack of material. Just because I am struggling to calm my thoughts. So much has gone through my head over the past few weeks. I worry, no matter…

No child is born a bad’un

I’m not religious. I have my reasons. Saying that, when my mum was dying, I was on my knees in my bathroom asking God to save her. I wonder how many other people, who like me are not religious, have looked up to the sky’s and said a silent prayer over the past few weeks……..

I didn’t safeguard myself.

I’m here, sipping my Rum and coke (I never drink) wondering where to start. What part to start with. Like most people I think I have bee in shock. My worst nightmares becoming everyday life.  This…what we are living in…COVID-19…. I have been some traumatic stuff. Stuff of nightmares. And some of the things I…

When this is all over……

I’m going to see my son When this is all over I’m never going to complain about the school run again. Or moan about the morning argument’s over hair and tights, the smell of French toast and the mad rush to find that bloody shoe. I can’t wait to see my little girl run to…

Hey Jude…. unresolved trauma now we have time to think….

I can’t write. I have so much to say yet I can’t write. I can feel it coming back but I have been flooded with so many different feelings I don’t even know what to do with. Will I write any time soon? I don’t know. But today’s guest blogger may just get me going…

Thomas has COVID-19…..His Story

I’m struggling to wright at the moment. I’m struggling to do most things. But that’s another blog.  Today’s guest blog is a little bit closer to hoe than I would like. It makes all this more real. have a friend named Sharon Wills. Anyone who knows her will say exactly what I am saying now…the…

Mothers Day Cake….Made With Tears

I have wanted to write for days. I have had so many things I wanted to say but each day things got worse. I actually decided yesterday that I would be closing my blog down tomorrow. I just felt like it was all pointless to be fair. Like….who cares what I think or say when…