1. Therapy for 40 Year olds - Or just ramblings

 This may be a disappointment now you're here - this sight is in no way a good therapeutic site for anyone - 40 or under or over. In fact - if anything - it could be damaging. I am a CEO of small local organisation, volunteer at charities, founder of an information website and am currently training in psychodynamic counselling. So if I get deep on you - its because my lecturer has pulled at a thread I may release on to you. I am also one of the biggest twats.

This is a blog collection of ramblings of a newly turned 40 year old mother of two, working woman, who may or may not be blaming her instability on the new found term 'perimenopause' and may or may not find herself hilarious enough to write a blog - and narcissistic enough to think anyone would read it. I don't even know what a Blog is - so bare with.

*NOTE - I have an English Degree but my spelling, grammar and swearing are atrocious - and if it bothers you too much, I really think you should look deep within and find something more meaningful to worry about (see I will also post you odd tips and such). :)

This blog will be like a diary of a middle aged women - without the excitement of Bridget Jones, but with the raw edge of a horror movie you didn't ask to see, and the pointlessness of a chocolate teapot. But if you're still reading by this point - I guess I best get on to keep you enthralled.

*ALSO NOTE:

This blog won't make you feel better or advise you how to be or whether to lose weight or tip you on how to get mentally stable - or provide any therapeutic helpful or insightful wisdom. So if you want to enjoy the sheer daily ramblings and shiteness - please - in the soulful words of Robbie - Let me entertain you.


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