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What A Difference A Year Makes…

What A Difference A Year Makes…

It really is incredible to sit back and think about how much your life has changed in a year. 365 days, 52 weeks, 12 months, or 525,600 minutes if you’d prefer.

I’m not usually one to dwell on the past. I’d rather look forward and create a brighter and happier future for me and my family. Despite all of this I found myself looking back on the past year a few nights ago and it really shocked me to see how much had changed…

This time last year I hated every part of myself

I’ve never been huge on self-esteem but I was truly at rock bottom. I was covered head to toe in psoriasis, conscious about small outings such as the school run. I’m now 90% clear and feeling happier than I have in over 10 years with my skin.

Zak used to be frightened of school

Every child has anxieties when it comes to beginning a new year at school, but I know Zak found it especially hard with his autism. He now had to get used to another teacher, new peers, a new classroom and a completely different routine. This year, however, he barely glanced back as he skipped into school and that made me the proudest mama alive.

I had no goals

This sounds a little mundane but hear me out… This time last year I didn’t have any goals to work towards. I felt like how life was at that point was how it was going to be forever. Work was the same every day, the routine was the same, and the people were the same. Since then I’ve realised who my real friends are, I’ve lost friends in more ways than losing contact, and I’ve also made friends who have radically changed my life. What I’m trying to say is, this time last year wasn’t a great time for me.

This time last year I was a freelance writer

I pursued freelance writing a few years back and absolutely loved it. Earlier this year I was put in touch with my (now) boss. He wanted a copywriter for his AV business. I was apprehensive at first as I had the comfort of my freelance writing but honestly, it’s been the best 8 months of my life. I’ve learned so much more and my job role has progressed from copywriter to marketing as a whole. For the first time, creativity is always welcomed and that truly excites me. Plus, the team I work with are on another level of brilliance…

Life isn’t easy, and anyone who tries to tell you different is leading a very sheltered life. Trying to look after yourself physically, mentally, financially and having to take care of a small human being while juggling work and social interactions is fucking hard but I promise you, if you keep at it, take the leap, try new things and sack off poisonous people, you’ll be happier than you have in a long time.

It’s good to have my smile back.