I’m a Midlands based award winning, and published blogger. Forever a work in progress, I’m a marketing and communications professional by day, and lover of all things leopard print, beauty and fashion by night. As a young divorcee, a step mom, a fur mama, and someone who has suffered with poor mental health, my blogs are a mixture of all the above and everything in between.
In the last two years since I launched my blog, I’ve probably sat down to write this piece a dozen times, but for whatever reason it hasn’t flowed. But now, it feels like the right time to put my stepmom journey down on paper – it all it’s colourful glory.
.... But words do hurt you. In my previous post about my journey with depression , I mentioned how destructive strangers judging me on Facebook was to my mental health. Social media is such a huge part of our day to day lives it's easy to forget that we are actually still all human beings, with real feelings. Emojis and memes mask our true feelings or reactions to things, dehumanising the faces we see on our friends lists.
If you had asked me 10-15 years ago, where I would see myself at 33, I would have 100% told you, married with at least two children. Those of you who have read some of my other blogs, will know what happened on the marriage side, and it’s not something I am against, but I’m not overly concerned that I no longer have a tick in that box. But now at 33 and 3 months, those two children haven’t happened either.
I've always thought I'm a pretty strong minded woman - thick skinned and able to cope with A LOT. So a few years ago when I found myself sobbing in a chair in my GP's office, it was NEVER something I would have predicted.
Not many of my followers will know that by the age of 29, I had been married.... and divorced. Now I'm in a totally different place in my life, it's not something I choose to dwell on, but it's also something I'm not ashamed to talk about.