It’s Crohns and Colitis Awareness Week, a time when those in the know about IBD try to educate those who aren’t and encourage them to better understand the condition and the people who live with it.
Yes it does involve bottoms, bowels and poo but living with it is SO much more than that.
Continue reading “Living in hope with Colitis”
This week happens to be the week in which two interesting ‘National Days’ fall quite closely together, but their design couldn’t be more different…or so it may seem.
Monday was ‘National Kindness Day’, and Thursday is National ‘Unfriend’ Day – both of which focus on the people around us. When this first popped up in my weekly work email of events, it made me smile at how ironic this crossover was. Then I got to thinking about it and actually, I wondered whether both could be trying to get to the same kind of outcome…a happier individual and a happier environment to live in.
Continue reading “How unkind is it to ‘unfriend’ after all?”
A recent Stylist article about our deep-rooted work ethic in the UK got me thinking about ‘flexappeal’ and how our day jobs are dictating our lives.
80’s babies are probably the last in a dying breed of those whose parents worked ‘a job for life’, leaving school and getting a job which would support them until retirement, if they gave it their undivided attention. They worked hard and they told us kids to do the same, if we wanted to have more than they did growing up.
Since my pack lunch days I’ve been instilled with the belief that if you work hard, you reap the rewards. So I worked myself silly at school and Uni trying to be the best I could whilst battling dyslexia and a deep-bedded hatred for anything involving numbers.
The reward of all that was landing my first job in PR, and all the joys which come with being an inexperienced tadpole in that kind of shark tank. See earlier posts on that very subject…
Eight years and six agencies later, I’m earning OK and thankful for it, but still none the wiser on what truly makes me happy or rewarded in life. Is that normal?
Continue reading “Flexappeal – breaking the habit of a generation”
Hopefully I’m not the only one who gets scared about the uncertainty of life sometimes, if I am then this will mostly be a self-help guide. However, my instinct tells me that actually a lot of us are scared a lot of the time.
As a (late) 20 something, these are just some of the fears I have floating about in my head on any given day…
Continue reading “The 21st Century phobia you didn’t even know you had…”
A topic of this scale is far too big for my brain to handle but this week’s events have led me to ask myself the question ‘how will we know when the world has finally spun completely out of control?’
Continue reading “How will we know when earth finally hits ‘bat shit crazy’?”
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?
Continue reading “Fear of the unknown”
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.
Continue reading “When life doesn’t care if ‘it’s not fair’”
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.
Continue reading “A letter to myself…”
Farting in public isn’t easy, there’s the ever-present dilemma of ‘will it stink?’ ‘Will everyone know it was me?’, and you can never be sure if it’s going to slip silently into the ether, or announce its arrival with a huge lingering trump.
Most people can come home, slip into those slacks and trump till their heart’s content, but when you’re currently living with your in-laws, and also suffer from an IBD which makes your bowels doubly as active – that becomes a whole new challenge.
Continue reading “Farting in front of the in-laws, parp with pride!”
Back in the summer we took advantage of a friend’s empty static caravan and escaped the drudgery of work, for a few days of fresh air. Wales isn’t a new holiday destination to me, but Pembrokeshire was, and it was BEAUTIFUL!
My boyfriend and I are currently saving for a deposit on our first house, so there were no foreign holidays on the cards this year (or for the foreseeable). It’s spoilt to say, but I was a bit gutted we weren’t going anywhere after working so hard, so when this opportunity for a cheap little stay-cation came up, I leapt at it.
The icing on the cake was that we had glorious weather for 80% of the trip, and the place itself far exceed my expectations.
Continue reading “Weekends in Pembrokeshire”