Continued from ‘Coming off Prozac: 3 ways to get back on the horse after a wobble’. We’ll start with the good stuff Since coming off Prozac I made the decision to move to Brighton and would you believe it we are here already, in a rented flat by the sea. Living in Luton had its perks…

Continued from ‘My first wobble since coming off Prozac’. I’m touched. Taken aback. Bless you, each of you who got in touch after I hit ‘publish’ on my last post ‘My first wobble since coming off Prozac’. Some of you to ask if I was ok, others to say they…

Continued from my post: ‘Anxiety is energy. Move it or transmute it.’ I’m going to share my first wobble since coming off Prozac. And it had to be on holiday didn’t it, in the beautiful city of Porto, Portugal. I’d been looking forward to the time I’d set aside to…

Continued from my post ‘Weaning off Prozac is going well with the help of 3 simple habits’. When we experience difficult emotions it’s easy to feel consumed. Instead of beating yourself up about it, take action. Since I decided to wean off anxiety medication I’ve been trying this simple concept…

Welcome back The last time you and I caught up, I shared how I felt called to come off the anti-depressant Prozac. There were various reasons why, which you can read about here in Prozac and the path of surrender but in short it was something my intuition was telling me to…

I don’t know how it’s happened …but it’s as if a boy racer has just sped into me and given my wing mirror a good ol’ whack. Suddenly my view has changed, both the image of myself and of the world around me. And thank god, because my new perspective is liberating. …

Are anti-depressants friend or foe? Surrender to taking them? Or surrender to going without? — I started Confessions From A Woman In Wellness for two reasons #1 To promote wellness. To share the things I’ve learned that might help others feel better in themselves. #2 To write. It’s my way of processing. Of turning round the Rubik’s cube of thoughts inside my head, until eventually ‘click’. They no longer need to spin.

This Christmas I made a vlog A simple montage of time with family: the gifts we gave, the food we ate, and an amorous encounter with an outsized American Akita (!) What struck me most about filming Christmas was how much more appreciative it made me of the little things. …

It’s winter, freezing cold and already dark hours before bedtime, which keeps tricking me into thinking it’s later than it is. “Another episode?” says my fella the instant the credits start to roll. “It’s late?” I reply, only to discover it’s not, and so begins a second helping of Succession. …