Chapter 3: Here we go again…

Chapter 3: Here we go again…

Warning: this post is detailed and quite graphic.  By now you would have realised that I am not scared to say things exactly the way the are.  As I am getting deeper into the story, I have found myself going into more detail. I feel that this is necessary...
Chapter 2: Stop the bus, I wanna get off…

Chapter 2: Stop the bus, I wanna get off…

I had made the decision that I did not want to be on medication that was controlling my life, my mind and my physical being.  I did not want to be ‘fake’ happy.  I did not want to rely on a pill everyday for the rest of my life.  I also...
Things I just don’t get…

Things I just don’t get…

The amount of brine they put into feta tubs.  Guaranteed to mess everywhere, every time! The tiny little necklines on baby and toddler shirts and vests.  Are they trying to squeeze their brains out of their fontanelle? How people can still not understand how...
The Shooting

The Shooting

My husband was reading my blog this morning and asked if I was going to mention my shooting at all. To be honest, the thought entered my mind and then left again and I didn’t think about it until he brought it up.  I think the reason for this is that I have...
Chapter 1: The ‘Label’ that Changed My Life

Chapter 1: The ‘Label’ that Changed My Life

2003 is a standout year for me…I was given a job transfer with British American Tobacco right before I was about to get married.  We had also just built and bought our first house.  I turned the transfer down and I had to find a new job as soon as we...