So this is me married mum to two wonderful children, roof over head and food on the table, so you would think all is tickety boo well not according to my Anxiety which I have named Bum Hole 🕳️ as it’s full of sh*t and just keeps coming and coming.
Sometimes it comes like rabbit droppings, tiny little balls of built up crap, other times it’s anxiety diarrhoea and just won’t stop, then there’s the mega sh*t, the build up until finally the mega of turds the constant panic/anxiety until eventually it passes, and relief for 10 seconds until the next turd comes along.
I promise these blogs won’t all about my bum hole but it will be you see as that’s my anxiety’s name, I find it helpful to name your anxiety and make fun of it like the big a*sehole it is, some people might find it helpful others not so much and that’s fine.
Will keep my first blog short as it’s taken me years to even start this, if you liked this brilliant let me know, if not then maybe keep it to yourself and move on.
Until next time
Kim x
