This time last year I was... basically a mess. Struggling to cope with everything life wanted to throw at me to the point of my panic attacks returning. I felt as if I couldn't get myself out at the rut. The medication I was taking made me worse and I didn't know what to do.… Continue reading Proud of the little achievements
A week off work used to be relaxing by the side of a pool, reading a book and sipping a cocktail. Not this year and most likely not to happen for quite sometime. This week is all about paying for building regulations, organising a BBQ, working out if our new house actually has cavity wall… Continue reading A holiday that isn’t a holiday.