One of the best holidays of my life to date; and (not that anything was wrong with Alanya it was beautiful) - but proof; that it's very much the people, not the place. <3

I haven’t blogged in a while because it’s been a hectic few weeks. 


As you probably know from the six of us absolutely raping your newsfeed with photos and comments about it – we have been to Alanya, Turkey. We spent a week over there filled with sun, alcohol and laughter. In fact I can’t remember the last time I’ve laughed so much, there were tears and pulled stomach muscles most nights. I would say it was the best holiday ever; had I not been to Thailand. 


But Thailand wasn’t just a holiday, it was a different world. There are mild culture differences in Turkey, Thailand is just unreal. I want to take THAT group of people over there; because that then has potential to be beyond amazing. I'll do a proper holiday blog later but for now the rest of the life updates. 

As soon as the holiday was over I was back in work (literally 6 hours later). I’m good at what I do but it’s becoming clearer each day I don’t have ‘work satisfaction’. Don’t get me wrong I’m happy to have a job because I know some people would kill for just that. But I want to help people; not tell them they’re getting made redundant or that we can’t employ them. I’ve been researching opening my own practice as a practitioner. I’ve got the capital backing for the property itself; I just need some financial input for the training. I want to practice EMDR – eye movement desensitisation and reprocessing. It’s a fantastic treatment for Post Traumatic Stress Disorder with over a 90% success rate. There are over five million sufferers of PTSD – even just being able to help a handful of those would make me happy. 


I also had a bit of a scare this week. While out having a few casual drinks with friends I fell ill. It was a very strange experience; I was sitting there and everything seemed like it was in slow motion – people, the conversations. It was all slowed down. The only thing going fast was my heart. Painfully fast.  I knew I needed to get out of there so I stumbled to the bathroom; hoped splashing cold water on my face would do the trick. That was one of the last things I remember. The rest is in bits. Familiar voices; and unfamiliar ones. Pin pricks, being jostled. Next thing I know I woke up on a stretcher, covered in nodes with an alarmed looking Jake by my side and it was suddenly daytime.                                                         


In the bustle of life you forget how fragile it actually is. You can tell yourself all you like burning the candle both ends won’t hurt you. But it will. It is fragile. So there’s no sense wasting it having petty arguments or being upset things aren’t going your way. Wasting your time on people who don’t have the time for you. Wasting it adhering to the rules and stepping on eggshells trying to keep everyone else happy. There’s no point spending it trying to get everyone’s approval. Spend it doing exactly what you want to do – because it’s YOUR life.