Real Talk…..

My last blog post in May was from a very fragile place. I was suffering heavily from severe depression, that came out of nowhere and hit me like a tonne of rubble. I’ve suffered the black dog since my teens so I now know how to recognise the signs of the dog creeping in, but this time I…

The REAL me and why I choose to grow!

I always worry about talking about ‘the REAL life’ stuff on my blog incase people just don’t want to hear it, but here goes. For the longest time I have suffered from depression. It started in my late teens leading to full blown panic attacks on a daily basis from the age of 17. My…