This weekend, I haven't been all that well. This isn't unheard of or anything - throughout Mum's illness, I had a couple of periods where I fell ill. Whether it be a standard bug going round, leaving me bedbound and anti-food for a few days, an exciting late-night A&E trip with an asthma attack, or something else, I've become somewhat of an expert at developing odd symptoms over the past couple of years. Whenever I was ill, I either told Mum afterwards (in the case of somethi

The other day I wrote myself a kind of mantra about recovery: Some days in recovery aren't easy. Sometimes you might feel like the world is surely about to end, you can't face getting out of bed and it feels impossibly hard. This is where true recovery is born, where you find the resilience to keep going when it feels hard. Remember that your head may well be selling you the idea of relapse as a positive... like it might make you feel better right now... you even get that kin

I can't swim, ride a bike, do a forward roll..... I can't do these things not because I haven't tried or I am lazy but because I have a condition known as Dyspraxia. Dyspraxia is a condition in the family of developmental coordination disorder (DCD) . The word Dyspraxia is of Greek origin. The part -Dys means ill and -praxis means doing. Therefore it means ill doing. Definition of dyspraxia is “ an impairment of immaturity of the organisation of movement” which is where it ge