tomorrow is another day

It was the 15th of August 1988. It was a sunny day. I was 20 and I didn’t know that my life would have changed at 10.30 am . Forever.   The last thing I remember was the feeling of coldness and static of the plastic chair by the pool, on the back of my thighs …

Find your Voice at Mill Hill Community Centre

We all need to be listened to, to find our voice, to have time and space to clear our mind and make the best possible decision. I will be at Mill Hill Community Centre from 4 March, from 2pm till 5pm every Wednesday, to listen to your stories. These will not be counselling sessions since I …

Hurt People, Hurt People

Who writes these words and runs The Resting Tree is somewhat a believer, a forgiven believer. I have been hurt, I have been abused and my parents were hurt and abused, too. Their way to cope was alcohol, depression, anger, co-dependency and suicidal attempts. Mine was panic attacks, anxiety and depression. And lies, co-dependency, fear, …