It’s World Mental Health Day today and I’m happy to say I’ve been bowled over this week. Bowled over by the kindness, understanding and support of my little 4yo boy’s state infant school SEN (Special Educational Needs) service. It’s glorious to be able to post about a happy event filled with hope and possibility.
I exist as a sort of super-human woman who has both male and female strength of mind, body and presentation. My vulnerability is not the normal cliché of female inability. My vulnerabilities have been human-made through my life experiences.
Shit… it’s f’ing hard. Not usually my beautiful public school education lingo, but it’s far from ‘jolly hockeysticks darlings’. For the 8th morning in a row, my little 4 year old boy was afraid, scared, terrified about going to school.
Not all women succumb to the calling of Mother Nature to find our mate for life and make babies. My friend and I did though, with bells and whistles. Maternal instinct and a need to make sure that our children never have to grow up with the same trauma we had to turns our lives inside out and upside down.