I’ve never considered myself as being obsessed with anything, except perhaps the copious amounts of ribbon I collect. So when sitting down to write about obsession I didn’t think I’d be writing about myself. It turned out the more I pondered it the more I realised that perhaps I do have an obsession, beyond beautiful ribbons.
When someone passes away, it’s important to acknowledge and remember how they have impacted on our lives. This month we have experienced the loss of a former DPSN colleague, Kelly Griffin.
Space – be it personal space, the figurative concept, or literal outer space where the stars and planets live – is not something we should take for granted.
I think I’m good at hiding my mental health difficulties, but I know there are times that they crawl out and completely overwhelm me.
I strut around my world forgetting how I appear to others when I walk. Then I’ll catch a glimpse of my reflection and be reminded of the iconic ‘Anna waddle’. But I tend to just shrug it off and carry on.
Feeding the need to been seen is something many people do. I do it! Facebook and Instagram are the perfect virtual avenues for us to ‘be seen’.
I live in a society where having a significant or obvious physicuniqueworkal, sensory or intellectual disability and paid employment is something that is often seen as admirable or brave. However, for me, it is just what I do.