Well if you’ve got this far, welcome! Thanks for snooping about my ramblings. I aim to post on the blog daily, but ya know, I’m terribly unorganised and can’t shit miracles so let’s just aim for a few times a week yeah? Lovely jubbly.
Written by Cas, or Cassie if I’m feeling rather generous…
Popped out and dragged up in Essex, UK, where I still live (I know, I know).
I pull lots of stupid faces.
Obviously I like tea. And cats. And chocolate. And leopard print. I read a lot.
Anything deeper than that, I can’t quite remember frankly. I couldn’t tell you when I last listened to a CD without nursery rhymes or watched a film without a CGI animal as the protagonist.
I wear ridiculous thick rimmed glasses, cos I had a bit of a moment in Specsavers and thought I looked 17 again in them. I don’t. I look like a twat.
SAHM to my little boy, Bean (not his real name obvs, that’d be crazy). He is 5 years old, utterly gorgeous and an epic pain in the arse – terrible twos? Seriously? Terrible TWOS? This is blatant false advertising, I want my money back please or I’m writing Trading pissing Standards a very snotty letter.
I’m afraid I can’t cook and baking brings me out in a rash so I shan’t torture you with how-tos or tips. I’m not gonna be able to tell you how to get your kid to sleep through the night, or eat their broccoli – that’s what google’s for innit?
On a serious note, I’ve been struggling with depression since I was 11 years old, I’ve had many ups and many, many downs. I’ve been on various anti-depressants for 6 years and I’m hoping that writing about all this crap that floats around my grey matter will help somewhat.
If you need me for anything, drop me an email firstname.lastname@example.org
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