If we hold onto our past, how can we ever learn to live in our future? This is a question I ask myself constantly.

So, after feeling completely burnt out, I picked myself back up and started working through the pattern. How did I get myself into this.

Now, anyone who knows me well would describe my house as tidy, neat, clean, and, let's be honest, stage-ready. It's friendly and...

I was frazzled. I felt this huge weight settle on me—the weight of expectation. The "good mum" glow I'd been basking in? Gone.

What is the cost of mental clutter? It has taken me four years to build up the courage to share this story and talk about how it all began.