I wanted to understand how my brain and mind worked… and didn’t work. I believed then, and to this day, that I’m an intelligent person, that I could figure it out and do something about it. What began as a stumbling pilgrimage out of darkness has become an empowering habit of learning.

Aloneness is, if you take an honest look, self inflicted. We isolate ourselves out of shame and we insist that nobody else knows the struggle. It’s a lie we tell ourselves to justify our retreating and playing small.

My work tasks and personal projects are beautifully timetabled and colour-coded. You could be forgiven for thinking that I must be really good at getting everything done. It sure looks that way.

There’s a lot to be said about starting the day in your own terms, unrushed and in control. In fact, a lot has been said about it. Just google “morning routine” and you’ll see what I mean.

You’re welcome to watch me fall down, snigger if you must, but you’ll also see me rise.