Just sending a note - love this goal and learning about this organization. I don’t think I’m probably your typical reader, most of my friends are passing around perimenopause books and the like, and I feel really alone in my head on my sobriety journey/daughters mental health journey. I look forward to your weekly updates and they keep me going more than any flowery ‘be positive’ Instagram quote ever could. I identify with your ups and downs and love your humor through it all. (Also, reading about Australia reminds me of my beloved extended family in Melbourne, and our BEST EVER vacation to Squeaky Beach, which gives me all the feels every time) GOOD LUCK!
People are judgemental AF and that makes us feel shame of who we are or what we do.
I remember when I was in school kids would always ask each other what their parents did. I'd say, My dad is an accountant and my Mum doesn't work, she's at home with us. I'd often get confused looks or asked what my mum does all day when I'm at school. Well.. there is 4 of us, but she also looks after other peoples children before and after school or preschool aged and she'd take them to preschool.
It's interesting that there is a hierarchy of jobs, because at the end of the day, all these jobs need to be done by somebody!
I have huge respect to road workers, they're out in awful conditions doing manual labor so that we can drive from A to B.
I've received similar when I tell people I'm a massage therapist, they look at me and ask am I going to be a physio, it blows their mind that massage therapy is my job of choice and not a stepping stone to a "better" job.
Just sending a note - love this goal and learning about this organization. I don’t think I’m probably your typical reader, most of my friends are passing around perimenopause books and the like, and I feel really alone in my head on my sobriety journey/daughters mental health journey. I look forward to your weekly updates and they keep me going more than any flowery ‘be positive’ Instagram quote ever could. I identify with your ups and downs and love your humor through it all. (Also, reading about Australia reminds me of my beloved extended family in Melbourne, and our BEST EVER vacation to Squeaky Beach, which gives me all the feels every time) GOOD LUCK!
Justin was my partner.
Not only was he an incredible man. He was also an incredible partner.
The Canberra times articles could not be more wrong about him as a person and the details leading up to his sudden death.
He loved me as much as I loved him.
He never hit me or assaulted me.
People are judgemental AF and that makes us feel shame of who we are or what we do.
I remember when I was in school kids would always ask each other what their parents did. I'd say, My dad is an accountant and my Mum doesn't work, she's at home with us. I'd often get confused looks or asked what my mum does all day when I'm at school. Well.. there is 4 of us, but she also looks after other peoples children before and after school or preschool aged and she'd take them to preschool.
It's interesting that there is a hierarchy of jobs, because at the end of the day, all these jobs need to be done by somebody!
I have huge respect to road workers, they're out in awful conditions doing manual labor so that we can drive from A to B.
I've received similar when I tell people I'm a massage therapist, they look at me and ask am I going to be a physio, it blows their mind that massage therapy is my job of choice and not a stepping stone to a "better" job.