I know what you're thinking.....
And no, nothing to do with that film from the eighties starring Madonna, but I liked the title, because it completely sums up where I am in the month of February 2025.
This is my story, I want to share it, to let others know that you must accept and love yourself before you can find your true self, and being happy in your skin is just the start.
My personal rock bottom, the one that oh so nearly broke me last year, came during a time when my employment dream had eventually been realised...however, I now know, that the dream I wanted, was for my mother, and others who have ever doubted me. I felt the need to prove that I would amount to something, but by doing so, I also learned that dealing with mental health in the workplace is still very much a work in progress.
It's all very well, ticking all the right boxes when big companies tender for work, but it does not always trickle down to the shop floor, as it were.
So, as I set off in search of Susan, I have made a massive, and probably stupid decision in this current climate, and in my mature years, to proffer my resignation and seek out a job, with a company that understands how I think, my work ethic and my abilities, and that can offer growth on my part, be a happy workplace where colleagues and I, can't wait to go back each day, leave happy, return happy... everyone's a winner.
My resignation was emailed over just yesterday and I await acceptance from my employer before I can get stuck into putting myself back out there...
I have trying times ahead, which I will share in due course, I have also been to dark places that have been exacerbated by others...but the time has come to be positive, proactive and to learn from my past, put myself first and above all, listen to my gut...turns out it's right most of the time, unless it's just wind of course!
I have always believed that by writing your emotions, feelings and experiences, it helps to put your wild and uncontrollable thoughts, into some resemblance of order...here we go!