natasha2022-12-14T17:01:05+00:0014th December 2022|
I was intrigued about the Stutz documentary because psychotherapists do not tend to disclose a lot of information about themselves in therapy. It’s widely agreed that this is
"No matter what we've done, there comes a point where you think, 'How did I get here? When are they going to discover that I am, in fact, a fraud and take everything away from
natasha2021-02-25T13:44:24+00:0025th February 2021|
Yoga is a discipline right? You have to commit to doing it at the same time each week. The same teacher. The same style. That's what I used to think. But when lockdown hit
natasha2021-02-05T16:59:22+00:0031st January 2021|
As we enter February, the month associated with romantic love, I have started to think about how love and relationships have been impacted by COVID-19. Between July and Octob
In my work as a counsellor there are some common themes that crop up again and again. One is that little girls are brought up to be polite. This can manifest as women being
Today I read a quote on Linkedin from The Female Lead. “The ‘hustle’ 24/7 culture is toxic and many of us don’t have an identity that isn’t attached to our careers, education
If that headline sounds a bit bossy, I want you to know that I'm the last person on the planet to tell someone what they 'need' or 'should' do. In fact, I really dislike the w
designthing2020-04-16T07:20:18+00:0016th April 2020|
In all of the chats, tweets, emails and zooms this week, one converstation has really stood out and leaves me thinking about the role of a Mental Health First Aider in the cur
natasha2020-04-26T12:40:46+00:0024th February 2020|
We find ourselves in the strangest of times. Without warning, we are now confined to our homes either in complete isolation or with a bunch of children who we love dearly, but
natasha2020-04-24T15:18:30+00:0024th January 2020|
About a week ago an unusual thing happened. I stumbled across a tweet from a big company that made me feel warm and fuzzy. It was from Waterstones in Harrogate and they were o