Living with regret

It’s a belief held by many that to be human is to make errors, to fall, stumble and make a total arse of yourself from time to time. So why does it feel so uncomfortable to look back on those times?

Some of the most interesting people I know are interesting because of their mistakes, because they showed their weaknesses, stripped back the layers and let me see that other side of them.

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You know when someone really trusts you when they can tell you their biggest regrets, when they can lay themselves bare and know that you’ll still respect them for it.

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Why turning 30 is all about perspective

I recently posted a photo on Instagram about being half way to 30  – I’ve not thought about being half way to anything since I was 17 1/2 and DESPERATE to go clubbing…wishing my days away. This time it’s not the same feeling – but why?

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Keeping our brains healthy

It’s World Mental Health Day, which inspired me to write about something I feel quite passionate about…our complex noggins!

It really is a sign of the times that today in my office we all wore different hats (cat ears, crowns, shark heads and beanies), to raise money and show support for this day and the importance of good mental well-being. A few years ago most companies would only celebrate Red Nose Day, but now – finally – mental health is making it into the norm, making it into the mainstream. All be it slowly!

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Showing love for #TinderPooGirl 

If you were under a rock last week you might have missed this story, but I doubt it. It made BBC news, Radio 1, Metro, Daily Mail and just about every other news platform imaginable.

Of course, I’m talking about the girl who got stuck in a window whilst trying to dispose of a poo that wouldn’t flush…whilst on a first date…in her date’s bathroom. Panic stations!

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The ‘first time buyers club’ and the unforeseen changes membership brings…

Not to be confused with the mile high club (which is infinitely more fun to join and unless you get caught/preggas, carries fairly minimal risk). The first time buyers club doesn’t come with a plush card, a suite of benefits, freebies or exclusive access to a posh bar.

It comes with approx a 35 year contract and the threat of rising interest rates and repossession should you fail to make your repayments….which leads many to ask…why the HELL do it then? Most of Europe don’t bother…

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UC and Tequila Slammers

For me and I expect for most people with UC, each morning brings a series of firsts and the nervousness that comes with them.

Let me explain:

  1. The first poo or loo visit – Will it hurt? Will there be blood?
  2. The first few hours of the morning – Will there be cramps? Or bloating? Or urgency?
  3. The first meals of the day – Will there be cramps? Pain or sickness and anxiety?

Not the ‘leap out of bed and sing to the birds through the window’ style of morning which I’m sure we’d all love, but none the less – a day without any of those signals is as good as any.

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Fear of the unknown

Despite the many similarities between men and women, and the equal strengths and qualities of both sexes – it would seem that science is highlighting one challenge us girls have yet to overcome…anxiety. Studies show that women are naturally disposed to panic and worry, more so than our male counterparts (on the whole at least). But why?

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Mindfulness: there’s an app for that

Generally I believe that achieving mindfulness involves stepping away from your phone, but after a recent recommendation from a friend I downloaded an app called – Insight Timer.

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When life doesn’t care if ‘it’s not fair’

When I was little and my brother would get away with murder, or my school mates would pick fun at me and bully me, I’d come home and proclaim how unfair and unjust the world was through tear-stained cheeks. Usually all was quickly forgotten after a cuddle and a bit of dinner, and as only a child’s mind can I soon moved on to bigger and better things, without dwelling on the ‘what ifs’ and ‘maybes’ that come with later years.

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A letter to myself…

If it’s normal for most teenagers and 20 somethings to constantly pick themselves apart and worry about how they look, behave, and whether the direction they’re heading in is the right one…then I’ve had a very normal experience of growing up.

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