This blog started as a journey of recovery from emotional abuse in my marriage, but what lies beneath is the story of a child who never healed or recovered from the domestic violence she experienced while growing up. Your parents are meant to protect and nurture you and show you…

We were driving home from my younger son’s psych appointment the other night and, on a whim, I asked him, “So, how ARE you supposed to manage anxiety? What does your psych tell you to do?” And then I nearly burst into tears, because until that moment I hadn’t realised…

The house is quiet for a change, even though everyone is home. I am here on a weekday during the day, after picking Sam up from school early with a suspected migraine. I really needed this time off work. Working full time at 52 is much harder than doing so…

It’s been an exhausting couple of days. On Sunday night, Sam told me he felt something “go wrong” inside his abdomen, but it was Sunday night and something always goes wrong with his body on Sunday night to make sure that he doesn’t go to school on Monday. On Monday…

It’s said that only boring people are bored, but I say “bullshit!” to that. …

I told you things could turn on a dime. Just like that, last Friday afternoon, a huge weight was lifted off my shoulders when I was offered a job in Geelong. It’s a permanent, full-time position in the disability sector and you would not believe the relief I felt when…

Things feel so hard right now. And yet they could turn on a dime. Tomorrow I might get a job offer. Or even two. One would mean we move, the other we stay. It’s been impossible to get a rental in Geelong because I don’t have a job. Not even…

When you live in a constant state of distress, you literally lose yourself. You lose what makes you you, your whole personality and you become nothing more than reactions to the current most urgent stimulus requiring your attention. At the moment my mind can handle nothing more than “Are the…