A few weeks ago, after a stressful day at work in the city I came home to find Ed stretched happily across the sofa like a contented cat who'd got the cream. He told me he'd realised that in London you can do literally anything you want. And I guess that, funds allowing, that's pretty much true.
As we await for the Brexit Poll to take place on 23 June, we are living in a miserable state of uncertainty. That's why when the poll takes place and we'll get the final results, we'll all be happier regardless of the outcome.
A month ago today I had a particularly rapid downwards spiral after work one evening. I turned up at the wrong venue for a gym class and before I knew it, I was reevaluating my life choices, questioning my relationships, and worrying about money - just like that: a Tuesday night ruined. So when I arrived home later that night, I decided it was time to start my gratitude diary, an idea I'd been toying with for a while...
Are you fed up with being surrounded by happy, smiley people? Do you want to bring more misery, stress, anxiety and depression into your life and the lives of your loved ones? Then here is your handy guide.
When Depression hits, it is difficult to find out how to escape. There are thousands of well-known metaphors for what depression really feels like, ...
In a choir we learn songs, of course, and every rehearsal we build on that knowledge and musicality. But I suspect over time we also learn so much more from being in a choir than just the music, so I asked my choir Facebook friends to help me out with their thoughts on this and I've distilled the top five take-aways from being in a choir.
My grandparents never displayed their affection for each other, especially in front of the rest of us. We all knew it was a love of undisclosed fortitude. She was the rock that held the family together, and grandpa was happiest shouting at the wrestling match between 'Giant Haystacks' and 'Big Daddy'. Easy! Easy! Easy!
I found this practice had a really profound effect on me. For starters, I realised that I had been overlooking many of the good things that happened. I'd have a great day, marred by one argument, and at the end of the day I'd come home thinking about the argument instead of all the good things.
By the end of 2014, I was completely exhausted and frustrated, because I couldn't get the job I decided "I wanted", a corporate role in one of the big world photography agencies based in London... -how little I knew back then of what I really wanted! ; )
Sometimes in life, shit happens. Relationships change, jobs come and go and kids grow up. That's just life, right? Ups and downs with no guarantee of what may be next. So what happens when the 'bad days' become something more serious?
I don't know whether any of you guys are in the same boat, or have been, but I just wanted to try and share with you how I got myself out of that stressed and anxious state, and how I now just take each day as it comes with positivity and motivation!
If we scroll through our Instagram feeds, we find pages dotted with posts that quietly slander the single life. We find parodies illustrating solo Netflix binges; empty sides of a bed and screenshots documenting how we get more notifications from Apple about our iCloud being full than we do actual messages.
We have the opportunity to create the worlds happiest and most successful organizations The knowledge is out there, so is the expertise. We just...
The question that remains the most perplexing of all isn't who shot Kennedy or what happened that made the Big Bang, bang. The most perplexing question of all is 'what is happiness?', and also 'how do you get some?' More books are written about it than everything else combined.
There are days when I feel so ill from treatment that I want to just lie on the sofa, but I still force myself to get up and dressed and take our lovely rescue dog for a walk because it is so important that there is joy (and nature!) in every day.
You could take away every positive non-drinking has ever given me. You could bring back into my life every negative that dissolved as a non drinker. I'd cope with them all. Everything except the itching. The feeling of having never had enough. I will never, ever stand for such a feeling in my life again. Nothing is worth that.