In March I suffered depression for the first time in my life at the age of 53. Too many years exhausting myself trying to be perfect instead of just being me. Having a dog was the only reason I left the house and our daily walks along the River Nene would remind me that there was a beautiful world out there, much bigger than me... and that it was ever changing. I am now training in Gestalt Psychotherapy to learn self acceptance and considering spending a life on a houseboat, exploring rivers and life.
NAVIGATION
