Outside the intimate circle Roads to Recovery


Isn’t it funny how our mind and body shield us from remembering our traumas until the circumstances are just right for you to safely start processing them? I saw it many years in my Mum, whom in her hour of need finally found a kind soul who was receptive to her extremely private nature and […]

Roads to Recovery

Come on, little one, talk to me

I feel like I want to write. I don’t know what about. I’ve wasted all day messing about with Facebook and Reddit. What am I avoiding?Come on, little one. Talk to me. I see you. It’s a grey and chilly day. You’re a burst of colour in your red lacquer raincoat; a tiny solitary figure on […]