Hello and welcome to my page, and my brain.
Let me introduce myself. My name is Emma, and I am a 30-something woman from the Midlands, UK. I’m an ordinary person, living an ordinary life. I’m married with two children and an lovely old black Labrador. I work part time and I’m lucky that I have a job I enjoy working for great people. Outside of work I love cooking and reading and I find programmes about murderers and psychopaths oddly relaxing. The only slightly odd thing about me is that I dream. A lot.
What do I mean by a lot? Well, at least one a night, in vivid colour with smells and textures. Often it’s two or three. This is due to the fact that I have depression (among other mental health issues). I have lived with depression for as long as I can remember, from when I was a child. I can remember bouts of absolute despair as an eight or nine year old, not that I knew what it was called then. It got worse in my late teens and has been with me constantly since then. Medication helps a lot, as has therapy and I continue to work on myself.
So what are my dreams about? Well, some are repetitive and clearly represent unresolved issues from my life. Others are just plain weird – Queen Mother in a Land Rover full of male strippers weird. Some provide me with insights, some just make me laugh. One thing I can assure you of is that, however weird, every dream I write about is true.
As for why I’m writing around dreams, check out my first blog post.