I don’t know about you, but I am my own worst enemy, my biggest critic. A lot of the time I am way too harsh on myself, I re live things I’d rather not and re read things I know will hurt me more but it’s not an easy habit to break. We as humans are known for beating ourselves…
I have had an uncomfortable relationship with myself and my body for a long time, in fact as far back as I can remember I have felt this way. From being 4 or 5 years old I remember feeling big, I remember one of my first school memories being that of someone commenting on my body. And that has stayed…
I see everyone writing about their blogging stats, eg how many followers they have on each platform or how many views they get in a year on their blog. However, I thought I would try writing statistics which are something completely different to that. If you didn't know already from reading my blog, I have Cystic Fibrosis. Which…
Dear Donna, I’m hoping this is something you can give me advice on because you always look so toned and healthy. To put it bluntly: I eat my feelings. When I’m sad / stressed / bored I eat and as a result I’ve always been overweight. Up until about a year ago I was accepting of being slightly chunky because I had a…
Motherhood is an unpredictable journey. When I found out I was pregnant, all the obvious thoughts came to mind. Will it be a boy or a girl? Who will they look like? How much will they weigh? Aaah, labour! Of course, every expecting mother wants, first and foremost, for the baby to be healthy and what's otherwise considered 'normal', knowing…
This post has been a long time coming, but I simply didn't have the confidence to start writing. As a young teenager I ALWAYS suffered badly with my periods and finding the right contraception for me. Microgynon worked from a young age up until my early 20's when I started to get periods every other week. I then tried the IUD…
Now, this is a story all about how my life got flipped-turned upside down and I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there and I will tell you about how I became ..... anxiety-ridden... (not quite the fun ending you hoped for? Same). So, on a serious note, I thought it would be best to start off with…
With the weather starting to warm up, I can’t help but hate this time of year. Don’t get me wrong, I love feeling the sun on my skin, but I dread having to wear clothes where I have to show a little bit more skin. There is really no escaping having to wear a skirt or dress, and this makes…
I never really know how to tell people I have Thoracic Outlet Syndrome (T.O.S). Whenever I do tell people, they seem to just look at me blankly as if they’re thinking: “but you don’t look like you have a disability”; “but you’re a swimmer?” or “that’s a bit extra for pins and needles”. How do you tell someone who you’ve…
I flicked through my diary a couple of days ago and couldn’t quite believe we are already in June; this year seems to be galloping by so quickly. In the back of my mind I didn’t want June to arrive, this month is filled with sadness for me for many reasons. It has been a whole year since I lost…