The Bridget in All of us.
20/02/2025
OMG!!! Last night I went to see the new Bridget Jones Mad about the boy movie….it was so fuckin refreshing and got me thinking about the Bridget in me. It left me thoughtful of the times when friends and family have unknowingly assumed that because I am a therapist, I MUST have my shit together and have a pretty good handle on the rollercoaster ride of life and be armed with tools and wisdom to help them to which sometimes I am. BUT YOU ARE WRONG my dear friends and readers. I to a degree have my shit together. Whatever that even means I have a job, I do things I love, and I live a meaningful life I am obsessively and probably slightly unhealthily organised I may even actually fall under the category of ‘high functioning anxiety’ and sometimes it’s useful and other times it REEEEEEEALLY PISSES me off. I just want to be able to have a lie in and lounge around in my bed on a lazy Sunday morning with the sweet smell of honeysuckle being softly blown in through my French doors in my bedroom as I lay in my marshmallow bed full of gratitude listening to the birds sing and chatter amongst themselves as they simply rise with the natural day light while I sip on my coffee….sounds lovely doesn’t it. Whilst I have just about managed to do this before it has not come without the mental chatter and shitty narratives of how I ‘must earn my rest’ even just typing that makes me feel sad for the part of me that believes that.
Anyway I share this with you today whether you be a friend, relative, follower, reader and or client maybe even a therapist, because I want you to know I have a Bridget in me. That is at times chaotic, lost, lonely, uncertain, self-shaming, people pleasing, pyjama wearing, unshaven CBF’d human because first and foremost I AM A HUMAN! I have daily shitty mental chatter and actually sometimes being a therapist with some insight in to the ‘whys’ can be both a blessing and a curse because sometimes I’d just like to wallow in it without giving myself a hard time about ‘I should know what to do’.
The date today is the 25.06.25 the reason I want to specify this is to share the realness and the vulnerability of how long it has taken me to come back to this blog post and complete it. The perfectionist in me has been feeding my shitty narratives again of ‘I’m not good enough’ others are already doing this and how I’m not as qualified as others to even think about doing this let alone actually doing it. I am not sharing this for your sympathy or to be sat in my pity pot I am sharing this because in a world that is so filtered I’d like to be able to keep this area unfiltered not only for myself but for you in hope that it inspires you to remain true to yourself, to follow through with a dream and make it reality, to speak your truth and no that doesn’t mean you have a free pass to behave unkindly towards others you know the difference between authenticity boundaries and being cruel because you feel it within yourself. So with all that said go and live your life deliciously today this is your permission slip because you’re not perfect and there is never a right time.