by Sharon Eden | Oct 22, 2019 | Being, Inspiration, Personal Development, Relationships, Therapy, Uncategorized
I’m not firing on all cylinders today. Can feel something inside me wanting to explode on the paper and, hard as I try, it won’t express. The clue to its reluctance is in the ‘hard’ and the ‘try.’ As long in the tooth as I am, I’m not immune to old ‘stuff’...
by Sharon Eden | Oct 15, 2019 | Being, Inspiration, Motivation, Personal Development, Therapy, Uncategorized
What am I fired up about?YOU!You busting a gut because, as hard as you try, life’s just not cutting it for you.You’ve probably done things you were trained to do for a ‘happy’ life but they’ve not cut it either. You can’t see what’s missing or why you aren’t happy...
by Sharon Eden | Oct 1, 2019 | Information, Inspiration, Personal Development, Resources, Therapy, Uncategorized
I’ve started this blog post three times. And each time it feels as if I’m blocking myself in the ‘saying-it-how-it-is’ department.Here’s the beginning of my third attempt… ‘Women responded to my last blog post telling me it spoke to them of their own experiences… My...
by Sharon Eden | Aug 28, 2019 | Being, Inspiration, Therapy, Uncategorized
I’m feeling scratchy like a piece of sandpaper that’s been misused. A bit ripped and bald in some places but sharp in others. It’s a freakin’ women’s group on Facebook that I’m reacting to… Well, more exactly, a post by a woman in her forties extolling her...
by Sharon Eden | Aug 6, 2019 | Being, Information, Personal Development, Resources, Therapy, Uncategorized
I feel so angry.When I closed my desktop last night it had an ‘update and shut down’ sign which I clicked as normal, thinking nothing of it. This morning I opened up to an updated Windows system without Outlook without Dropbox without Word without my existing...
by Sharon Eden | Jul 16, 2019 | Being, Personal Development, Resources, Therapy, Uncategorized
Once I was hurt and hard. Yes, I could do the small talk thing. I could do the heated discussion thing. I could even do the smiling thing. But inside I often felt empty or numb. Mostly I felt alone. Mostly I felt like I didn’t fit in with where I was and what I...
