My Blog

It's there, bubbling away just beneath the surface. It's fuelled by pain, frustration and fear. Why shoud I be quiet? Why should I accept that I am not seen? Why shouldn't I speak up, shout out and demand to be heard? Because if I set it free all hell would break loose!

One thing that puzzled me after losing Mum was why I didn't fall apart? I had expected to be an absolute mess when the grief hit and yet I wasn't. Sure, I cried and felt sad but the utter devastation I was expecting never happened. So why was this so?

The seed of doubt was planted and because of the way our minds work, mine began looking for confirmation that I was indeed 'less than'.

Push for all your worth to get to the front of the line, be the one they pick by getting noticed.