I imagine that the medical profession have a covert diagnosis for many that walk through their doors in January. IJFJ is the acronym that springs to my mind (I’ll leave it your imagination but three of the words are January, It’s and just) and the more I talk to people in my life the more … More It’s not a maze – it’s a choice
I struggled to focus yesterday – and my mind was in a million different places (or so it seemed) all at once. I started the day cooking. Cooking lots. Three meals at once. This was a sure sign that hunger was on my mind and that I was in a danger zone. Truthfully I’d been in one … More What do I love?
The people who know me will probably be best placed to decide whether I suffer from stress or not. Previously I would have been 99.9% sure that I did not (outside of parental bereavement and funerals etc), but I’m beginning to question that now. I’m becoming VERY aware lately that my stress management (usually alcohol) in … More Moment of Zen
