Where life's contradictions get comfortable

I received a text in the middle of the night with an unnecessary sarcastic comment that I really didn’t appreciate waking up to. So all I can think right now is that Adira can do one. I have the most unnatural and unhealthy thought process right now. It is so confusing; basically, for the past ten months, I have been put in positions by Delilah (sister), Eris (Mum) and Adira (Stepdad) that I really do not appreciate. I want to destroy everything and everyone, but I want to ho

Working with family can be amazing, and for me it was great for a long time. I loved my job. It wasn’t something that I ever thought I would do, and what started out as a favour turned into more than just a job. It was my life. It was everything to me. Amidst a serene morning setting, a mug sits surrounded by notebooks, embodying the fusion of work and life with quiet determination.

They had had enough and called a meeting! I’m like, she quit… but ok. The meeting was not productive or helpful. The meeting was between the four of us, as it didn’t involve anyone else. It was a bit ridiculous that it had come to this, but sometimes people can get so worked up, and with so much going on outside of work, emotions can often run high. We all sit down for the meeting. The meeting is about work, not family life or personal vendettas. We need to figure out how to

Am I wrong? A random rant about what seemingly is an innocent invitation but is also so much more. So I have been invited to a birthday party, which is really nice and thoughtful, until you realise who invited me…

So I am sitting here thinking: should I do this? Do I delve into the world behind the hardest question in my life right now?

I am now trying to navigate how much change is actually needed in my life to find peace again. How much I need to change to be able to get up in the morning without my first thought being either anger, defeat, surrender or grief.

My two kids have just turned adults, although they try not to do any adulting lol, but I do secretly like this, as they still let me be Mum and humour me as though they still need me. I’m not put out to pasture just yet. My youngest is 18 and is an apprentice; he is doing really well, and if he continues on his path, he will be set for life. He is saving to buy his first home, going away on holiday, having quiz nights, got his car license and just passed his motorbike theory

An emotional and moral rollercoaster creating pure mental head f*ck. This is not supposed to be such a hard question. Should I change jobs? Simple, or so you would think. Now you know how I like to complicate things, so let me give you a little insight: I work with family…