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Emma White
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Parenting when life is great can be difficult so you can easily understand why parenting while depressed becomes a daily struggle that you feel will never end. The key thing to remember is your ill, depression is an illness but it can be treated and you will recover.

It is during these weeks, months or even years when you’re depressed that you need support more than ever and that’s OK, we all need help and support as a mother, this has no bearing on your mothering skills.

I thought I would share my teen bedroom makeover with you and ask for your input. I have a limited budget so this is going to be done as cheaply as possible, but it will be lasting a few years, so need quality furniture too.

Having 6 children in a 5 bedroomed house means that some of them have to share with siblings. The eldest boy has the small box room, the 6 and 7-year-old boys share a room, I have a room, which leaves 3 girls, aged 14, 18 and 8 years.

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One of the most scariest things in life is when you come to the realisation that the only thing that can save you is yourself.

I followed the woman along the hospital corridor and into a side room, I sat on the cold, hard, grey chair and tried hard to concentrate on the words she was speaking. I had been referred to see a prenatal psychiatrist and it would be this lady who would diagnose me with bipolar.

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Are you to blame for his affair? I think to some extent yes you are and women need to start paying attention to the little details. Looking back at that time I do admit I feel some responsibility for my husband’s wandering eye. It happened years ago when I was pregnant with our first child.

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There are so many violent video games on the market these days, and they seem to appeal to the younger audience, despite having an 18 warning sticker. Do they damage our younger generation and do violent video games contribute to youth violence?

I allowed my 5-year-old son to play his fathers Call Of Duty Xbox game, to see what his reaction was, I actually think it was a bad move as it’s the only game he wants to play now. Since playing the game I have noticed that he loves all things army now and pretends to shoot his siblings and friends with pretend guns, but he’s not violent.

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When a mom from my Facebook support group messaged me to tell me she was addicted to co-codamol and wanted to share her experience anonymously here on the blog I felt my heart sink. I personally know all too well how easy it is to become addicted to painkillers.

I fight my own battles with Tramadol. I hope this experience will help another mom out there feel less alone and even encourage her to come forward and share her own demons.

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So what are cognitive errors? Well quite simply they are thinking errors and everyone at some point has had one of these errors, it’s called getting the wrong end of the stick.

It’s only when these cognitive errors get in the way of our hopes, dreams, and lives that this becomes a huge problem and it has literally kept me locked up in a house for months, afraid of the world.

Before I used Facebook I’d never actually lived totally alone in this house, not leaving and not speaking to anyone face to face.

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I really have no idea how my Facebook moms group began talking about objects women insert into their “well you know where their vaginas” but I have to admit I did have to laugh. I share some of these anonymously of course with you.

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I am so fed up now. I am constantly battling with myself to make myself eat. I hate food. I eat as fast as I can so it doesn’t take up my time and I only eat two meals each day, one of which is soup. Even that amount of food I feel is too much.

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I was emotionally abused by my dad and I wish I had never met him. I introduced them when I was 9 years old and they became friends, my mom was lonely so I wanted her to have someone to talk too.

Four years later they told me they were getting married. I wasn’t very happy but I wanted to be a bridesmaid so went along with it, I liked wearing a dress and feeling beautiful just for the one day. After they got married, everything had changed, he hated me and boy and did he show it.
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