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My silence - Anxiety and Depression

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My silence means I’m tired of fighting, and now there is nothing left to fight for, my silence means I’m tired of explain myself to you, my silence means I have adapted the changes to my life and I don’t want to complain or make a fuss . Having anxiety and depression is like being terrified and exhausted at the same time it’s the fear of failure but no urge to be productive it’s an unbeaten urge to have friends but hate socialising it’s wanting to be alone all the time yet not feel lonely, it’s a bunch of feeling that strike you all at once yet feeling numb next and feeling nothing at all . Being extremely irritable and restless with an unbeatable amount of exhaustion yet  suffer with insomnia and unable to get enough sleep day in day out. But remember this the caterpillar thought she was dyeing yet she became a beautiful butterfly.never give up hope to become a butterfly. For as long as I can remember I’ve always suffered with Anxiety and Depression  since my mid teens. At t

Where it all started

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Our Family Of Five  Hello everyone, and welcome to our blog, so about the Cheadle’s there is Papa cheadle (Shane) myself mummy Cheadle (Laura) our first born son Jack who is 8 years of age. Our second born son Oliver who is 7 years. And last but not least our last born daughter Ivy Rose who is 5 years.  We are based in Hertfordshire and have been here all our lives in fact me and my husband was born and raised in the same village, the same primary school but secondary school was different. Shane is a few years older than myself but I remember him in primary school as our paths crossed. Fast forward several years my family move home up the other end of the village as we called it to a new bigger house. I was introduced at the age of 14 to our new neighbours who had a son and two girls. As myself and Ashley became great friends and rather close, well one day he wanted to introduce me to his best friend, low and behold this was our first real Encounter with Shane and sparks