I went to turn the calendar over the other day. December had crept in.
But December never creeps in really, does it? It always comes in with a blaze of Christmas lights for excitement of the days and weeks ahead. Anticipation of the Christmas tree and whatever may lie underneath it.
“Pull your socks up, man up and grow a pair.”
That’s what I believed when somebody mentioned stress.
How can you be stressed when you work in an office? It’s not like you’re Police Officer, NHS worker, Fire Fighter or Military personnel.
Then, as they say, karma bit me squarely on the bum.
I got stressed.
Having been healthy majority of my life, I was suddenly struck down with Toxic Shock Syndrome. And as a result I developed horrific auto-immune conditions as part of this.
These conditions had me bedbound, hospitalised and in so much pain. I truly thought my life was over. I was told I could never heal.
So I decided I wanted to take control of my condition. I was going to heal, and I was going to help other people across the world to heal.