Hello dear reader and a very warm welcome to my site.
After an afternoon of faffing, figuring out this WordPress set up malarkey, various bouts of procrastination (Instagram isn’t going to check itself) I am finally putting ‘pen to paper’ and scribbling out what will probably be a very short – but hopefully sweet – introduction to, well, me!
Without further ado!
Who am I?
I ask myself this question a lot!
I am a thirty “something” (thirty-five to be exact!) female and I live by the seaside in Brighton (Hove Actually) and I’m unfulfilled. Seeing as it’s the title of this post I thought I might as well dive straight to the nitty gritty.
Don’t get me wrong, there are things in my life which bring me a lot of joy. Lovely things like a squeezy cuddle from my gorgeous nephew, laughing with my funny, loving sister and spending time with my steadfastly reliable mum and dad who are not only still married after forty-odd years, but very happily so. The thing is, life hasn’t panned out quite how I expected it to (I know, whose does?), and for the past four or five years I have been, and still feel, a little bit lost.
With FORTY looming ever closer, it has invoked something in me. Let’s not beat around the bush – that ‘something’ is Utter Panic. In my late twenties and early thirties I always used to have the figure of thirty-five in my head as my ‘panic’ age! Crazy as it sounds, I always thought that I had time to ‘get my life sorted’, and now forty is only five short years away!
I want desperately to change things up, and I’ve read enough self-help literature to know that I can’t expect things to get better just by doing the same thing over and over and thereby remaining stuck in a perpetual cycle of mentally exhausting indecision and fear. I need to take bold action. Not tomorrow, not three weeks next Friday, not in a year – I need to act now. I’m not talking drastic measures here, just aiming to take a small step each day.
I really love this quote:
The purpose of this blog is to provide myself with some accountability. As, let’s face it, a blog purely about me complaining about life would be pretty depressing. I want to tell you about my battles, my fears and anxieties and the steps I am taking to start to get my life back on track. In turn I hope that one day it may even help to provide some comfort to others who are feeling like I am at the moment.