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SUMMER STARTS TO SHINE

WRITER. DOODLER. TRAUMA SURVIVOR. INFLUENCER. WAVE-MAKER.

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I WISH YOU COULD…

I wish you could be exactly the person I wanted. I wish you could be here right now. I wish you could comb your fingers gently through my hair, and tease out the tangled mess in my brain and heart... Continue Reading →

RIGHT TO REPLY

I decided to write this post for a number of reasons. This past week has been horrendously difficult, upsetting, psychologically threatening and downright overwhelmingly frightening and unsafe in places. This post is my attempt to sum it all up. It's a really... Continue Reading →

A RIGHT BOBBY DAZZLER *TW

TW- Post openly discusses themes of suicidality and self-harm. Only read if you feel appropriately strong to manage your feelings about this. For the benefit of my international followers- in England we say "a right bobby dazzler" when something has... Continue Reading →

WELLNESS BECOMES ILLNESS *TW

*Trigger warning- Post contains suicidal themes. I got sidetracked from my original plan of taking the summer off blogging. The lure of blogging called me back. But sometimes you just have to accept you've gone off track in quite a big... Continue Reading →

POST-CRISIS GRATEFUL

Whenever things build up to crisis point, people become all important. The power is, I suppose, all in the people. A person or people can often be all it takes to push you to crisis point in the first place,... Continue Reading →

BRAND NEW DAY POEM

You'll find me in my wishing well, once upon a dream Voicing anthems of survivors till my tears dry clean Never will I stop defending those like me No matter how tough it is to urge the blind to wake... Continue Reading →

POST-LONDON SHARPIE RELEASE

I couldn't write my feelings, so I scribbled them out in sharpie instead... 😔 Post-publishing note* I was not intending to break my blog holiday rule, but these sharpies had to be published for my sanity! I'm going to London... Continue Reading →

**TW. LUCKY

Here is an extract from an email I just wrote to my psychologist. I often email her for therapeutic purposes. Whilst it's against her therapeutic boundaries to reply, she's happy for me to continue to write as she knows writing helps... Continue Reading →

SHADES OF ILL

I woke this morning heavy hearted, and I've already idled away some unknown mindless length of time pondering why it is I feel so crap today. I think I've finally now worked it out. I'm not sure if I'm ill... Continue Reading →

TRIGGER (UN)-HAPPY

If you have a PTSD diagnosis as I have- one thing you'll be intimately familiar with is the whole concept of triggers. Triggers are what turn you in an instant from 'ok', to PTSD'ed up to the max. PTSD is... Continue Reading →

REAL LIFE?

Has anyone seen real life? I think I must have mislaid it down the back of the sofa or something, because I can't for the life of me locate real life. Real life has become unreal chaos. I am busy. Not... Continue Reading →

SLEEPY ON MARGARITA 

Blogging has taken a back seat this week, and in many ways, so have I. What I am trying to do is relentlessly carve out a pathway forward and stride on with purpose and conviction. I imagine myself as a sassy volunteer... Continue Reading →

EXCITED/SCARED 

Trauma 'has me' in its grip today. Ironic as yesterday when I published my 'post-traumatic sparkle syndrome (PTSS) post, I said I'd need to keep it in plain sight for my low days. Today is a bit low, not catastrophically... Continue Reading →

Post-Traumatic SPARKLE

Everyone has heard of PTSD. But not everyone had heard of PTSS (most probably because I literally just made it up!). On my email signature I describe myself as a 'mental health blogger of post-traumatic sparkle' @summerstartstoshine etc, and ''PTSS' is... Continue Reading →

IS A CAREER POSSIBLE IF I BLOG?

I have put off writing this blog post. It isn't really like me to procrastinate over anything actually so it is always strange when this type of situation arises. If I avoid writing about something it can be for a... Continue Reading →

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