When your house is so messy, you do not know where to start and can only begin to panic about how long this shit tip will take to look somewhat liveable.
I look, I fret, I rub my eyes hard, I cannot locate the Hoover, I make a coffee, grab my Vogue magazine and hide.
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I am a mother of three boys, a wife, a runner. I am using this space to share myself in its rawest form. I am brutally open, honest and for me to move through life with power, I need people to see ME. I am a managing anorexic, anxiety sufferer and I have PTSD. Basically I am a managed mess of life. So please enjoy my messy, lovable life.
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