A couple of days ago I travelled to Norwich, via Peterborough to pick up my hand model – AKA Mum. It was time for my final assessment, to determine whether I would become a fully qualified Bio Sculpture nail technician. 3 training days, lots of practicing, late nights, and an online assessment, all leading to this day.
You may remember that earlier in the year I told you about a wonderful spa day I was treated to in London, and that on the back of absolutely adoring the Bio Sculpture products and what the company stands for, I would be training to become a Bio Sculpture nail technician. This post is a little update about how the training has been, and what happens next.
It’s well documented across my blog and social media that I live with depression and anxiety – it’s something I refuse to hide because not only does it need to be as socially acceptable as any other illness, but I know from many messages I’ve received that I have helped a lot of people. It helps me too, to write. Another huge part of my ‘therapy’ as someone living with depression, is being outdoors.
I try to live and let live, but then every so often my choices and my integrity – or those of my loved ones – are called into disrepute either directly or indirectly, and I have no choice but to use my voice, my excellent grasp of grammar, and my redheaded fiery nature, to scream back at the perpetrators.
I recently (half) jokingly responded to a text asking how I was, with the overview “Marriage and parenthood are wonderful but hard, depression is f’ing awful, I like coffee, gin, and Sertraline”. The reply was that I could sell millions of books with that synopsis, and my friend and fellow blogger Amber from Meet the Wildes said that ‘I like coffee, gin, and Sertraline’ would make a great mug.