A Turning Point

Thank you for dropping by to read my very first blog post. I would be honoured if you stop by regularly to check out my story and my progress. I have always wanted to write a book (who hasn’t?). So, this is my way of fulfilling that wish, in a small way.

Please Note; I refuse to change my spelling to the American spelling of the English language, which I consider an abomination. So, British English is what you will get here. The letter ‘U’ will be used in words such as ‘colour,’ ‘favour,’ ‘labour’ and ‘neighbour.’ Likewise, the suffix ‘-ize’ will be replaced by the suffix ‘-ise.’

Let me share a little about me to begin with. I was born near Manchester, England and emigrated to Australia in 1988 with my husband and three year old daughter. We had our own little Aussie baby girl the following year. I have always been an incredibly shy person who hides behind others. My husband was a gregarious and friendly man, outside the home. During our marriage he mentally abused me, year after year, leaving me almost an empty shell. Looking back now, I realise that, of course, I allowed this situation to occur. My eldest daughter often tells people that “you teach people how to treat you”. She right, of course, but she’s young and idealistic and doesn’t understand how undermining the process can be. I think of it as having survived “death by a thousand cuts”. My husband left me for another women years seven ago – male menopause – silly bugger. He married again and that marriage lasted for a month.

Needless to say, his leaving knocked me for “six” and left me in a heap and in a state of deep depression. Depression is something which I have always suffered and is an awful thing for anyone to go through. You will find that I will occasionally be quite open about being a sufferer myself. This is because, in my own small way, I want to contribute to removing the stigma attached to depression. As if it isn’t bad enough to suffer; never mind using what little energy one has to hide the fact from the world. No wonder we become so exhausted. The effort involved in trying to cover up the fact that one suffers from depression is debilitating and draws energy away from any possible attempt at dealing with the actual illness. I manage  to appear “normal” in small bursts and can manage whilst at work. Although, I’m often driving home from work with tears obscuring my view, making safe driving difficult. Once I arrive at the sanctuary of my rented apartment I feel instant relief. Relief from having to appear that I am able to cope with life and I can fall apart, all by myself, alone, at home. For now, I rely on antidepressants to get me through.

To say that I’ve read almost every self-help book every written would not be an exaggeration. I have been on a long and difficult journey of self-discovery.

My husband and I had built a successful business between us from 1991 on and we lost that and all the wealth which we had created and I’m now as poor as a church mouse and deeply in debt. I am lucky that I am now able to earn a good living as a Business Manager with a construction company and to work with really lovely people. However. I want more…..I just know that more is waiting for me if only I reach out and grab it. I also know for certain that I meant to help people.

In my long lonely hours I began to become addicted to social media and found, to my complete surprise and astonishment, that people seemed to be drawn to what I posted or re-shared on Facebook and Google Plus. This was never my intention. I have been completely overwhelmed by the number of people who have taken the time to write to thank me for posting something special just when they needed it and describing how my being there has helped them. I am flattered and honoured by the gratitude shown by these very special people. I keep each and every message of theirs, as they are all special to me. Their kind words have kept me going too. Little did they know that sometimes as I’ve been posting cheerful happy posts tears have been rolling down my cheeks.

When care is pressing you down a bit-

Rest if you must, but do not quit.

Success is failure turned inside out;

The silver tint of the clouds of doubt;

And you can never tell how close you are

It may be near when it seems so far;

So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit-

It’s when things go wrong that you must not quit.”

~unknown

I will let you into another secret; the whole purpose of me creating a blog is to share a little of myself and in my honestly help at least one other person to know that they too can expect more in their life. It’s also my intention to entice you to visit my webpage. I know! Your’e surprised aren’t you?…NOT.

However, the reason that I want you to check out my website is because I simply want to share something with you which I am passionate about. I get the opportunity to help people along their own journey of self discovery and freedom. Whilst, at the same time walking that path alongside them. This is a way of giving back and reaching out to people who have stumbled on their journey. Additionally, I/we can earn a really good living and get to travel to some amazing destinations.

Those of you who want to spend quality time at home with loved ones, can do so. Forget clock watching and dropping the children off before rushing to work and then at the end of the day rushing back. Forget the guilt at leaving your place of work at breakneck speed, rushing through the traffic only to arrive late to collect your children and be made to feel guilt for that too. Feeling guilt at actually allowing your children to eat at fast food restaurants because sometimes you simply need a break. Forget snapping at the children as you are worn down by the number of things you simply “have” to get done each day. Work from home, be there in school holidays, attend school functions. Make your work work for you. It’s all about working smarter, not harder. Actually, it’s not hard at all. However, as with most things you need to put in the effort to reap the benefits. But, unlike most jobs, with this one the rewards will come. Be your own boss, work your own hours (minimum 20 hours, a week). Become a self confident entrepreneur, live your best life to your full potential. Put the Law of Attraction into action.

Come on; let’s do this together. You know that you’re up to the challenge, just like I am.

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