My blog, has always been my escape… but I haven’t felt the need to escape for a while. Today the 21st March, 2020…. I felt it!!! My mind doesn’t work as well as everyone else’s, some days can be easier than others, some days there are things that trigger me to want to be silly,…… Continue reading When you very nearly crash.
Wow. Has it really been over a year since I last posted? Time just runs away. I’m back 😝 although, I’m not in the frame of mind to continue where I left off just yet. Discussing prison takes me back to such a dark place, I’m not yet ready to continue to talk about it…These…… Continue reading 1Year On.
Sorry about that little cliff hanger there, but I like to keep you all interested !! So, it’s around day 3 now isn’t it, and I was starting to feel a little more settled, weather it was because I had Anastasia beside me looking after me or because I had finally come to terms with…… Continue reading Missing your babies, so much it hurts.
I guess it’s been over 6 months since my last read, and I thought maybe now it was time to write again… Sorry for my absence. But reliving my past, putting every emotion down into words, opening up to the public, kind of took it out of me…. and I wanted a little break! Don’t…… Continue reading Meeting Anastasia
Reality still hadn’t me as I walked down those stairs, my head was spinning… but for some strange reason, right now I felt a little more relaxed. Finally, my fate was sealed and I now felt I really could start to get better. Time to myself, away from everyone, everything to really focus on sorting…… Continue reading Day 1 – HMP PETERBOROUGH
*Gulp* My heart was in my mouth, nicky and the kids were the other side of the door. “I guess you probably know what this is about Jodie, we need you to come down to the station to be interviewed” I tried to say I would meet them there, like I had before, but this…… Continue reading Preparing for the worst
So… What do you do after you’ve hit rock bottom and nearly killed your self? Bury your head in the sand? Or get back up AGAIN, and fight? GET UP AND FIGHT. I don’t remember much around what happened after I tried to take my life, I do remember how my Dad came down on…… Continue reading Take 2