Once Upon A Real Life is not only my upcoming book (Buy your copy here) that aims to help it’s readers using a technique I crafted during childhood and continued using throughout my life as a way to deal with painful experiences I encountered. Whilst I wait patiently for the final details to work out with the publishing company, I decided to help show what the book is all about, with your help. The book uses fictional characters to distance yourself with the people causing you pain, therefore giving you a different perspective, then using the artillery provided in the book for individual characters, the reader can learn how best to approach these characters in their life currently and any variations of this character they may encounter in future. So I would love to hear about your frustratimg foes, evilenemies,triggering

    I have had many roles in my fairytale so far; a daughter, a sister, a step daughter and step sister, a rebelious teenager, a party animal, an abused teenager, a heartbroken teenager, a drug user, an estate agent apprentice, a receptionist, a checkout assistant, a shelf stacker, a barmaid, a pregnant teenager, a domestic violence survivor, a fiancee, a mum of four, an aunt, an evil stepmum (to an awesome stepdaughter), a wife, a 30 year old.

    It was all of these many different roles that lead me to where I am now; A happily married mum of four (five) not-so-little children, a tarot reader,  life coach(almost certified – Graduation in May 2023), a dream intepreter, and an author.

    Real life has taught me a lot. A lot of times it was a treacherous journey that appeared to be full of dark corners. But the times that hope shone light in the darkest of moments was when I found most strength. Life can be hard. REALLY hard.

    Right now my husband, children and I are navigating new territory as we grieve the loss of four close family members in the last 12 months, my eldest son recovers from an unexpected emergency operation and we are on the cusp of losing our “secure” income.

    Am I stressed? YES! Do I question if I am karmically cursed? Not every day. Do I know we will be ok? YES! Do I know how? No bloody clue! Am I scared? More than I ever have been.

    This year has felt like everything has been thrown at us (I almost forgot about the global pandemic we have had to navigate during this time!) but I also know that the only way has to be up.

    The biggest lesson I have learnt this year is that I am so fortunate. To feel this scared, means I have so much to be gratfeul for that I don’t want to lose. I didn’t feel like that when I tried to end my life at fourteen. The idea of living scared me more than losing anything.

    So whilst I clutch on to this house in Kansas(the rainy side of the UK actually), desperately hoping this storm won’t blow away the foundations I fought hard to build, join me in laughing at the everyday dramas we all have to experience at some point.

    I’m super psychic, an avid dreamer, annoying optimist, a damn good advisor (good at giving it, not so much taking it as I openly admit to all my clients) and so far, I’m still waiting to be shocked by someone’s fairytale. So please, help an ugly stepsister out and send me your day to day dramas to distract me by filling in the contact form.