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The seed of doubt was planted and because of the way our minds work, mine began looking for confirmation that I was indeed 'less than'.

“Within the cycle of anxiety, the joy of being alive is lost. Our world gets smaller and smaller.” — Jennifer Shannon

Having struggled for years with anxiety disorders and panic disorder, I know what anxiety feels like.

I did what the doctors told me. I took the tablets and saw a therapist but still the anxiety plagued me.

For some reason, we humans flourish under the influence of love and we gradually die without it. (fredericks_experiment.pdf (digma.com)

Is accepting anxiety possible?

Let me take you back about 18 years. I was only a few years into a marriage and had relocated to Buckinghamshire. My friends and family...

How my car breaking down nearly led to a breakdown!

Awareness It wasn't until fairly recently that I became aware of a whole new image. I have been sharing my story for a while now and to...

A what? To be honest I knew very little about the role of a Mental Health First Aider. When the role first started to appear I assumed...

'Are you hoping it will make you famous or something? Why do you think people want to hear what you have to say? You are nothing...

MERRY CHRISTMAS to you all. I am well aware that for many people Christmas is not a happy time. For those of you who are sad or...

Correctly fitting shoes have always been a must for me. I have very little tolerance when it comes to ill-fitting shoes. Spending hours,...

What with work and HRT I've been a tad busy but I'm never far away. Things are settling down and soon I hope to be my organised self...

So this week has been a week of major Mood manager entries so I shall share a couple with you...

As the afternoon turned into evening my commentary began.... That's the doctors closing. That's the pharmacy shut.

It's been a while since my last blog and that's because I have been busy with some new projects. One new project shall remain a secret...

My first official experience of Cognitive Behavioural Therapy (CBT) was a group session around 8 years ago. My doctor had referred me to...

What if I can't get up? What if I'm too tired to get through the day?

It was as if time stopped and I was stuck in this one moment.