When I was really young, I was like most children are— was pretty fearless. My lifelong goal was (and still is) to be Peter Pan. I spent a lot of time in my own little head, dreaming of faraway lands I’d travel to, trying to find my Neverland. I would create potions in bushes, using worms, and jump off the sofa, wondering if I could ‘fly yet’.
By age 5, I was quite the feminist. My family will tell you I used to stand outside our front door or in a VERY public place (or in the supermarket) not caring who was around me, yelling, ‘I HAVE A VAGINA’.
Fast forward a number of years, I changed schools, and boom—puberty. At 18, I flew the nest and went traveling, falling madly in love with foreign worlds and their cultures. I became a sponge, eager to soak up as many different ways of life as I could.
After a year or so, I returned to the UK to attend university in Newcastle. I was reluctant at first, but I am so, so glad I did. Well done, Mum and Dad—you were right.
Those three years were some of my favorite and worst times. It was during this period that I began to notice ‘it’—a dark shadow lingering, the monster under my bed, an ugly second head I didn’t want to acknowledge and couldn’t escape. Its name was anxiety. Perhaps therapists and doctors would say this had been building up or manifesting for quite some time. I started to realize—wow, I’m really in my own head, literally trapped in my thoughts. That was nearly 10 years ago.
Throw in, moving to a small Island called Utila in Honduras, then New Zealand and finally coming back to the UK. I done a few different job all amazing and loved very dearly, but still with each magnificent experience my shadow has been there.
My journey with anxiety has been turbulent, probably like everyone else’s. It’s been hard, and I won’t lie to you; it's ongoing. However, I can say that it’s so much better now.
Why is this? For numerous reasons. By NO means am I claiming to be a doctor, a therapist, or even an expert—refer to my Peter Pan dream if you don’t believe me. What I do know a bit about is anxiety management, and I’d like to help you feel better too; hence this site.
I hope this site serves a purpose by creating a space where you can share stories, knowledge, anxiety coping strategies, and advice. I want to provide mechanisms on how to cope, supportive tools, and encouragement for conversations you might be struggling to start. By having these discussions and gaining understanding, we can arm ourselves for this mental battle—a battle you might not even be aware you’re fighting. I’d love for this site to foster friendships, create a space to escape—to laugh (at me and with me)—and to let others know they’re not alone in their journey.
SO… welcome into my bush (don’t be rude), jump off this massive sofa with me, let us pretend we can fly, and let’s have some fun while helping each other by listening and sharing. Jump with me - I know where we can find some fairy dust.