The traditional work world wasn’t built for bodies like ours. It was designed for people who can show up consistently, work 40+ hours a week, and push through fatigue like it’s nothing more than a mild inconvenience. But when you’re managing chronic illness, pain flares,…
The traditional work model wasn’t built for bodies like ours. It wasn’t designed for people who need to calculate how many spoons they have left before deciding whether to shower or make dinner. It definitely wasn’t made for those of us navigating chronic illness, neurodivergence,…
Nobody tells you this part: parenting with chronic illness means doing invisible calculations all day long. Not cute “mummy maths”. The relentless kind. The kind where you’re counting spoons, scanning your body for warning signs, and deciding whether you can afford to use your last…
You know that feeling when you leave a doctor’s office feeling smaller, more confused, and somehow less sure about your own body than when you walked in after yet another round of medical gaslighting examples playing out in real time? When you’re convinced something’s wrong,…
I spent most of my life wondering if I was losing my mind. Not in the dramatic, cinematic way. In the quiet, insidious way that happens when every doctor you see tells you there’s nothing wrong, while your body is literally falling apart. When you…
Spoonie goal setting can feel damn near impossible when you’re three days into a flare and can barely manage a shower. January arrives every year with the same bloody energy, New Year, New Me, and if you’re chronically ill, neurodivergent, or just burnt out from…
Nobody tells you this part: chronic illness turns your life into constant negotiation. With your body. With your calendar. With other people’s expectations. With your own inner critic. And if you’ve ever wished you had a simple way to explain why you can’t “just push…
A gentle note before we begin: This post is raw and honest. We’re talking about the darkest days of chronic illness, including thoughts of wanting to give up and unhealthy relationship dynamics. If you aren’t in a place to read this right now, that is…
Let’s be honest. Nobody tells you that healing trauma while parenting feels like trying to rebuild a house whilst living in it during a bloody cyclone. You’re already running on empty. You’re touched out, overwhelmed, and questioning every parenting decision whilst trying to process your…