It’s easy to forget the importance of forgiveness. We forgive others, not to benefit them, but to benefit ourselves. Holding onto anger, bitterness and blame eats away at us and stops us from achieving peace of mind. It can be tricky to forgive, especially when we’ve been deeply hurt.
Continue reading “The Importance of Forgiveness (and how to achieve it)”
There’s no such thing as I can’t. On the other hand, I don’t want to is something entirely different.
Continue reading “There’s no such thing as I can’t”
Where shall I start? Well, since coming off my medication it has been a rocky ride. I’ve had a few knock backs and sometimes it feels as if everything is going wrong at the same time. I feel as though I keep getting knocked down, get back up, dust myself down, only to get knocked down again. I still keep getting up though.
Continue reading “The Dance of Life”
Life After Anti-depressants
As you may know I’ve been weaning off my anti-depressants since the latter part of 2017. I’ve been on them for 26 years – since I was 17! I’ve tried to come off them many times before and each time I had a relapse. I had a relapse this time as I mentioned in my previous post Coming off the meds (again!). The difference is I was able to work through my feelings using my toolbox of Happiness techniques. I continued to cut down the meds and I took my final dose a couple of weeks ago. I must admit I’m feeling pretty chuffed and proud of myself. Continue reading “Life after anti-depressants”
Please note that Learning to Love Myself has evolved and is now part of my new business ‘The Happiness Club‘.
Coming off the meds (Again!)
I’ve been on anti-depressants for over 25 years! I’m currently weaning myself off them. Every time I’ve tried to come off them before I’ve had a relapse, as you may know from my previous posts. This time I was, and am, determined to stick with it and work through any feelings that come up. I know that negativity is bound to come up as the medication has been suppressing my feelings for such a long time. Continue reading “Coming off the meds (again!)”
I have been overweight for most of my adult life. As a child one of my friends Mum’s compared me to her daughter saying I was fat and her daughter was slim. For years I assumed I was fat, even though I was probably one of the smallest in my class. When I was 18 I was about 8 stone and a size eight but I still thought I was fat. Continue reading “From Fat Girl to Curvy Goddess”