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All Change v.2019

All Change v.2019 Posted on 13/06/20197 Comments
Ahoy, hello! My name is Jenny. I am a thirty-something human female from Manchester in the north of England. I enjoy rainy days and sad songs, custard donuts and salt & pepper chips and beer, lentil dhal and fried okra, X-Files and Twin Peaks, fierce fat heroines and mental health advocates, dogs and cats and otters and a very special beirdo. To paraphrase Sylvia Plath: "I blog because there is a voice within me that insists on writing lots of ridiculous chuff".

Hello friends!

It’s been a long time since I’ve sat with my WordPress dashboard, and an equally long time since I’ve felt compelled to blog or share some of 2019’s challenges. Now that the dust is settling ever so slightly, I wanted to log on and try my best to get back to normality a little.

Those of you subscribed to my mailing list will have received a recent update on the state of my disastrous life. I’m ready to share a little more publicly now and explain the recent radio silence.

In mid-February, someone engaged in an act of harassment against me at my day job. This involved personal comments about my late Mother and was completely violating and cruel. My job is intense at the very best of times (I investigate harassment and bullying complaints, amongst other things) and this was a step too far. Having liaised with my GP I decided to take leave from my job whilst my own complaint against this person was investigated, as well as a grievance submitted by me relating to my employer’s handling of the situation. This was the first lengthy period of leave from employment I’ve ever had, since I got my very first job 23 years ago.

In the midst of this, I received a diabetes diagnosis from my GP. It’s true that genes were never on my side where this is concerned, but it’s also true that prolonged periods of stress affect blood glucose levels, but also that my mental health has been extremely poor in recent months and I frankly didn’t care about my physical health, comfort eating and not testing my BGs for a long time.

Most recently, in early May, my partner (aka Mr J-M) told me that he did not want to continue our relationship. Whilst this is not what I wanted or expected, I must respect this decision. One cannot debate what the hearts wants. And so last week I carried out my 14th house move in 15 years. Vulpe and I are now living comfortably in a wonderful apartment just outside of Manchester city centre, and I am settling in well.

Happily, I have now also received confirmation from my employer that my complaint against my harasser has been upheld, and I will return to work within a week. Before I return to work I am meeting with my GP for a lengthy induction into Being Diabetic. My poor coping mechanisms and distress tolerance skills are two things I will address via Cognitive Analytical Therapy once I reach the top of the waiting list, and I am hoping this will enable me to adopt healthier coping strategies and aid me in regaining control over my blood glucose levels. I have a whole bunch of WFPB (whole food, plant-based) cookbooks and recipes at the ready.

I have some fun and overdue review posts coming up, as well as a post about my new place and some of the DIY/styling bits and pieces.

I am also looking forward to Vegan MoFo and am planning to give it a good solid try this year! Hbu, readers? I hope that you’re all well <3

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  1. Welcome back. I’m so excited that you are ready to share your voice and your wisdom with us again. I know how devastating it can be to have chronic health issues, depression, breakup of significant relationship, and a toxic work environment. Kudos for you with regards to battling on and moving forward. I wish you and Vulpe the best of luck in your new place.

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