Somehow it happened. I committed and completed my second ever 5km Parkrun on Saturday. It was only a week on from my first run and it couldn’t have been more different. This time around the sun was beaming. I went alone due to my friend having other commitments but quickly got speaking to people around me as we moved towards the starting line. I ran alongside a man whom I’m grateful had a similar pace to my own and kept me company. This time I had set a goal for myself – to not stop running until I got to the finish line however slow my pace. I achieved it! Continue reading “Moving Forward – my second 5km”
In this post I wanted to discuss my experience of living alone for the first time. To document the transition of sharing a home with somebody to reclaiming the space as my own. It has been such a rich and full experience; at times agonizing and others truly liberating. Here are some of the things I am learning along the way:
Over the past 3 months I have been facilitating a wellbeing support group for a local mental health charity. A small bunch of wonderful people show up every 2 weeks and support one another in improving their wellbeing. It is a highlight of my week, observing the power of peer support and celebrating peoples’ passion and commitment to their own recovery journeys.