If you don’t ‘blend in.’ You’re out…
I would not have mounted my Arabian steed and seen some of the most breathtaking views of my life. I would not have experienced one
I think a lot. I need to put it somewhere else I’ll go crazy. Get involved in the comments. I’d love to hear your thoughts and experiences. Let’s get to know each other. It’ll be like group therapy.
I would not have mounted my Arabian steed and seen some of the most breathtaking views of my life. I would not have experienced one
who dares wins The Major and I went to stay for a weekend at my old friend’s farm in mid Devon. One evening Rob and
Raped, victim and feminist; labels I hate, boxes I tick. This is an uncomfortable read; it’s been an uncomfortable write. Growing up I was conditioned
Working at a community event the other day in Manchester, on the wrong side of the tracks, I made a faux pas. It set my
‘My Lady’ would set me homework as part of my CBT course. I explored my beliefs, values and rules, latterly guidelines, for living. This considered,
A year had passed after I began a course of Cognitive behavioural therapy… A soon to be boyfriend remarked that I had potential and perhaps