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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Living in hope with Colitis

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.

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Yes it does involve bottoms, bowels and poo but living with it is SO much more than that.

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How unkind is it to ‘unfriend’ after all?

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.

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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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Guest post: ‘A pain in the arse’ by Becci Allen

My good friend Becci is probably one of the strongest people I know, outwardly she’s always been super confident, kick ass and totally up for anything. I love her because she’s brilliantly funny, quick witted and doesn’t live life in the slow lane.

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But until recently I didn’t realise the daily struggle she’s experiencing in dealing with the constant pain of an ongoing back injury. Long term pain is something a lot of people live with, but the toll it takes on your body and your mind is a real concern and speaking to her recently I felt her story should be shared. I’m sure she’s not alone!

Becci is the first guest writer for Inside the Oyster, and I hope to incorporate many more experiences, stories and insights from my lovely pool of talented and amazing friends and family.

This is her story…in her own words

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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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Flexappeal – breaking the habit of a generation

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?

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How will we know when earth finally hits ‘bat shit crazy’?

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?’

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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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