WHO AM I?
I’m a recovering ice cream addict. A one-time gifted napper. A lover of bad jokes. I prefer my puns intended. I’m a firm believer that good shoes can change your life (just look at Cinderella). As a full-time working mother, I only drink coffee on days ending with the letter “y”. Also, I am excellent at colour coding.
Oh, I’m a recent survivor of post-natal depression. In fact, it nearly killed me.
But overall, I think the best of me is yet to come. I am only part of the way through my gelato reconnaissance. Just kidding. I’m actually now an expert.
WHAT IS BARMY BUTTERFLY?
Barmy: adjective; meaning ‘mad’ or ‘crazy’
Butterfly: just when the caterpillar thought the world was ending, it turned into a butterfly
I always worried depression would change me forever. That it would define me. That I’d never be who I once was. But I’m beginning to realise that perhaps that’s a good thing. Perhaps now I am a better, stronger and freer version of my old self. And who wants to be a caterpillar anyway – my shoe addiction nearly breaks the bank as it is and that’s with just 2 feet to dress.
So this is one Barmy Butterfly’s journey so far. I’m not there yet. Each day I need to remember to open my wings. But if I can break out of the cocoon, anyone can. There is hope. For the first time in a long while I genuinely want to see what tomorrow holds. So, come on. Come fly with me as I wing and wonder through life’s extraordinary wobbles.