Sunday mornings are best. Cushioned escapes from the week gone by, all wrapped up in a fluffy dressing gown, sipping coffee from a mug. Outside, bushes flail around in the wind, and if I’m not mistaken there’s a little bit of drizzle too. Such wistful descriptions identify where I am at the present time, not…
Saying ‘there’s someone worse off’ isn’t helping. Acknolwedge it all for yourself and for others.
How video calls are supporting me, how best to manage them and how to get the best out of them.
Half hour confidential conversations to help adjust to a new way of thinking.
Avoid panic. Get shit done.