He's kind, caring and one of the most compassionate people I know. But since he started school he's slowly lost his confidence and his belief in himself. He's too caught up with what other people think of him because he's been bullied over and over.
What I have found is that the more I try to fit in to a short space of time, the increasingly harried and disconnected I become. And I find that I don't actually achieve what I set out to achieve in the space of time I have given myself. I get frustrated and annoyed. I don't notice the simple beauty of what is all around me.
Our relationship is a good one. It's not like the ending of a Disney movie, it's better. I don't need to be swept off my feet because I can appreciate who I am. Any time I feel like I'm not getting the love or attention I want, I know it's down to me. I take time out to remember what I'm good at and to appreciate who I am.
I'm thinking of getting a divorce. This will come as a huge surprise to most of my closest friends. Not least because I have never been married. ...
Offspring; the apple of your eye, your sweet little darlings, sponges of love, thieves of sleep and all round controllers of life. They give you joy you've never experienced and love you've never known.
I still feel a bit uncomfortable writing about it, if I'm honest. My love life is really happy at the moment, but something still stops me from wanting to be too public about it, possibly because it feels like tempting fate.
I want you to become your own social scientist, fiercely observing and analysing your habits without critique or judgement. Simply start by becoming aware of them because only then can you start to assess them, break them down, and potentially change them.
If all we do is drain our flames with the concerns of everyone else, then all that is left are some ashy embers and jagged coals. Anger and resentment enjoy these conditions, and we can't love others with such feelings. We just want to run, escape, blame and punish, often passive-aggressively, because we begrudge everything.
Expecting kids to all be at a certain level at the exact same time is on a par to expecting toddlers to all walk at the exact same time. It dismisses your unique gifts, your individuality and forgets that in the long run, you'll all get there in your own time.
So I decided, to avoid being by myself, I would make myself super busy. I threw myself into my 9-5, then took on two extra jobs as a tutor and at my local radio station. My days would start at 7am and end around midnight. I would make sure all my weekends were fully booked months in advance so I always had plans, and suddenly, I felt a million times better.
That cosy, woollen knitwear you cocooned yourself in over Christmas... that's Hygge. But don't worry you can still have that with lagom, you're just going to have to knit it yourself. Oh and ideally it should be from the wool of your own grass fed sheep, which you've lovingly sheared and then spun on the spinning wheel you found on Freecycle.
What would it be like if we were all fulfilled in our careers? I hope that many readers are happy and feel fulfilled in their working life. I assume...
Between Brexit, Trump and the Oscars, there is a lot to think about these days. Top of my list is how do I deal with the fact that after years of working on my inner peace and unity conscience I discover that there are people out there I really want to punch in the nose?
As we are still in January (just!) I decided this morning to write a list of some of the things that make me happy. After all, we all focus on starting the New Year right... I am beginning to think that instead of doing New Year resolutions, we should focus on being thankful for what we have! I was surprised
Since when did the world get so incredibly competitive? A long time ago many would say. Back in the day! Yes, ok... I know the grass is always greener the other side of the fence, I know, I know, it always has been.
Even when we do all the right things, like sleep eight hours a day, eat well and exercise regularly, sometimes we just get sick. We can't help it. When and how we get ill is not necessarily in our control, but how we deal with it is.