Has it really been over 4 years since I held her hand and said goodnight... it has! I remember for so long feeling like nothing would ever be the same again, nothing would ever feel normal, I'd never think it would be ok to laugh or enjoy myself. But over the years my grief has… Continue reading Mums birthday… 4 years on
I can't say that the last few years have been fun on this particular day. One way or another I've managed to spoil what should be a lovely family day. It's often been my own ridiculously high expectations, of a day that will somehow not be filled with me thinking of my mum, which is… Continue reading And here we are again… Mother’s Day 2019
Last week I had a build up of my EUPD (Emotionally Unstable Personality Disorder) symptoms. Nothing I could really put my finger on but I could recognise some of the symptoms Very tired, falling asleep even during the day Headaches not clearing Wanting to stay in my safe place Acting impulsively, making plans and cancelling… Continue reading An “episode”
I know this sounds like a silly question. But who is it for? Mums or children? What are we celebrating? For me 12 years ago it was about making sure I spoilt my mum with something thoughtful to thank her for all the many things she had done for me, (& would continue to do,… Continue reading Who is Mother’s Day for?
Loss is something we all deal with differently & we've had a lot. But losing my mum & my best friend has been the worst! Although the bereavement I have been through hadn't caused my mental health conditions, it's always been there, but each time it was a trigger. My first major loss was my… Continue reading Losing my 2 Besties
Deerstalker challenge Sarah Cardwell took on the gruelling Mighty Deerstalker challenge to raise money for Ovarian Cancer Action in her mother’s memory. She shares her memories from the day. "In March 2015 my life changed. My Mum went into hospital struggling with her breathing and left with a terminal ovarian cancer diagnosis. After six short… Continue reading ‘I’m not ashamed to say I cried tears of exhaustion, grief, loneliness and anger’