Well the good news is we had the CT scan and the abdominal lump is real, not just hypochondria. It’s also quite big which unfortunately
The shrink and the GP have been talking, apparently the GP is less delicate with words or remembering her lies than the ol P-doc and
I walked through the now familiar brightly adorned walls of the cancer centre with my mother and frail looking father shuffling a few paces behind
There are words written on pages, typed by these fingers, crafted by this brain. There are thousands upon thousands of words that describe in intricate
I know I’ve said this before but I’m so, so grateful for my amazing psychiatrist. She has a knack of just making everything feel better
The shame runs deep. It courses through my veins, part of my life blood, part of my DNA. The knowledge that I will never match
My Cancer Journey
KINDNESS IS FREE, sprinkle it all over the world and 😁 smile
"I have enough time to rest, but I don't have a minute to waste". Come and catch me with your wise words and we will have some fun with our words of wisdom.
My Journey of Recovery from Trauma and Dissociation
Stress Management Techniques
When Life Gives You Lemons, Make A Vodka Martini with a Twist
Dear Reader: Commas are important, and so is loving your brain.~~~Love, your brain
Melbourne Clinical Psychologist
