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After living in London for seven years and then in Bolton for a further two, (to save for a house), I’ll admit that I …

I was asked by a journalist whether a panic attack is worse than a paper cut? In response to this question and to indicate the&…

If I seem nervous… it’s because I AM! This statement sounded a lot softer in my head than it does spilling out of my …

A bit of news… (no, I’m not pregnant. Women always have to use this particular disclaimer before an announcement). This has been in the …

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One of the most common questions that I’m asked is. “How do I know if I have an anxiety disorder?” To be honest, this …

I ignore my alarm and get out of bed an hour late. McDonald’s for breakfast, watching two episodes of BoJack Horseman. The glorious taste …

**DISCLAIMER – I appreciate that this is a taboo subject. However, in no way is this post an attack on either children OR mothers!** I…

Office environments and I don’t mix. It’s me, not the office, the poor office never asked to be built after all. Besides, if …

Would you talk to your best friend the way you talk to yourself? A therapist once asked me. Of course I f**king wouldn’t. …

I am the cause of all bad moods. Fact. If someone is snappy, avoidant or generally ‘off,’ it’s my fault. At least, that’s …

I was fourteen when it started… The blushing. The first physical symptom of social anxiety. I say first, but there were probably more. I just&…

“I feel lonely” – this is the phrase I utter to Rigby, my canine companion and tireless PA. I don’t think I’ve ever said …