I have decided that this year, 2018, is the year that I join a gym – for the first time in my life. The build-up to doing this and the commitment felt huge! In hindsight it’s taken easily seven years for me to find the courage to make it happen.
In an age where ‘harder, faster, more’ is the expected status in the workplace, it can be hard to say no, or simply slow down to a manageable pace.
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.