stigma

HSE: Help? [try] Somewhere Else

HSE: Help? [try] Somewhere Else

I’m not a proper grown-up- I don’t have things like a mortgage, maturity or health insurance.

I will trill out the party-line; “I am blessed to live in a country that has free healthcare.” Sure, aren’t there women in America giving birth on the doorsteps of hospitals for the want of health insurance? Feel free to continue adding to this sentiment for as long as you please.

I may not be a proper grown-up that has health insurance, but I am a proper grown-up that’s worked and paid taxes from the age of sixteen. Apparently, those taxes pay for things like state pensions, government chauffeurs and our public health care system.

Peer Support- Yay or Nay?

Peer Support- Yay or Nay?

Peer Support Groups- a glorified bitching session or a viable support source?

In the Garden of Memory, in the Palace of Dreams...

In the Garden of Memory, in the Palace of Dreams...

What do you do to grieve three losses at once, and all of them so different? Over the last few days I've lain in silence and put my hand on my heart, waiting to feel it beating, and, of course, it is, always. I'm still here. But they are gone and they are not coming back. They. are. not. coming. back.

All the Love

All the Love

Of course I received some negative comments, however, the purpose of this blog post is to celebrate and salute the many, many people who have sent me beautiful messages of encouragement, who have gone out of their way to wish me well and tell me to keep going. Some of them were from people I knew, some were from students of mine, most were from absolute strangers.

NO BAD VIBES

NO BAD VIBES

Sometimes I think of my energy as being divided between two jars of sand- there are people who with every negative comment, snide remark about someone else, or a constant string of ‘cant’s’ take a grain of sand from my Positive Jar and transfer them to my Negative Jar. Then, there are the second kind of people, the ones who with every good intention, encouraging words or general comments about the beauty of the world who take a grain of sand with each positive comment from my Negative Jar and gift them to my Positive Jar. 

The Exposé

The Exposé

I am Clodagh.

I am a yogi, an entrepreneur, a feminist, a teacher and a writer.

I am pro-choice, pro-democracy and pro-pineapple on pizza.

I am a daughter, a granddaughter, a sister, a niece and a cousin, a friend and a confidant.

I am a gym lover; a squatting, lifting, running, jumping, pushing, pulling, fitness freak.

I like the smell of old books, good Rioja, the thrum of jazz, incense and fairy lights.

I am many things. One of which, is an Anorexic.