Anxiety and exercise.

So this time last week, I was enjoying a family fun weekend in London. We’d had an Air BNB disaster but lived to tell the story. The main reason we were there was to support my two brothers running the London Marathon. Watching the programme every year, I’ve always been desperate to go and support the… Continue reading Anxiety and exercise.

When I grow up, I want to be…

Today I’m having one of those bloody days. I feel like I’m always being made to do what people want me to do. If it was up to me, I probably wouldn’t do anything. Oh… I don’t actually really do anything. I get up, have breakfast and shower, do some things around the house, eat… Continue reading When I grow up, I want to be…


I am feeling massively sluggish at the moment, like I’m not really going anywhere and sadly I don’t feel I have much more to say than that. I have so much time on my hands and so many things I could be doing, but I’m wasting it doing barely anything. I aspire to be organised, spontaneous… Continue reading Sluggish.

My Anxiety, My Struggle, My Control.

I am extremely lucky to rarely have panic attacks anymore, but last night hit me with the nastiest reminder that my anxiety is very much still a big part of my life. At around 3 in the morning I woke up feeling extremely sick and having emetophobia, you can imagine how this spiralled out of… Continue reading My Anxiety, My Struggle, My Control.