Sad mothers club. One’s flown the nest. Writing about feelings.

I can't deny I was a wreck, a total wreck and felt utterly bereaved. I wanted to take away this horrendous empty feeling that was left as my son went off to university 60 miles away for chrissake. I felt almost utterly ridiculous at how lost, lonely and sad I was. I'd have laughed if… Continue reading Sad mothers club. One’s flown the nest. Writing about feelings.

Ramblings on Tree Posing at Bus Stops and Meditation and Sadness or is it Depression..? and on being a beached whale in the fight against the barbaric blues…

So, I’m still on the depression theme but trying to make headway. I signed up to the HeadSpace app again some months ago after a long break and quickly started the Depression Pack - that was March, I'm on session 9 (of 30) four months later which averages at about 1 and  three quarter meditation… Continue reading Ramblings on Tree Posing at Bus Stops and Meditation and Sadness or is it Depression..? and on being a beached whale in the fight against the barbaric blues…

The Blues

  All my life, yes actually (I have to double check that) but really, most of my life I’ve seesawed between feeling fine and feeling sodden. Sodden with a kind of all consuming sadness that is. For example, one day in my present life I can be cycling along taking in sight, sound and humanity… Continue reading The Blues

Motherhood and the need to be Alone

It is a rare occasion that I am alone and able to relish the delights of it. Motherhood is an odd one. It can come into your life when you are perhaps quite young; I was a pregnant 19 year old and gave birth a few weeks after my 20th birthday. Whatever age, it's all… Continue reading Motherhood and the need to be Alone