Mr Glynn

  It’s brave to ask for help This week’s theme of asking for help is one of the most personal and also one of the most challenging for me to write. Asking for help is something I’ve really had to battle with over the years. There is no doubt that when I ask for help, I feel exposed. I have to wrestle with negative and untrue thoughts that asking for help is a sign of weakness. I also have to put aside my stubbornness and trust that asking for help is indeed actually the reverse- It’s a sign of strength and acceptance that I am more than capable but need help with certain aspects of my life. Now I’ve started thinking of it, I think there are at least two interpretations I can take of asking for help- asking for help as a way of avoiding the issue and, asking for help when I truly need it. These are not official definitions and are only my views based on my own reflections. Asking for help as a way of avoiding the issue: I often do this when I’m unsure of something- most comm

  We’re all in this together “Humans are social beings, and we are happier, and better, when connected to others. “ Connection. Over the last few months, I have really tried to understand this. Not because it would help me write a blog; but because I, like many others, have had to try a lot harder to maintain connection with others. This has actually helped me understand what it was that I took for granted and really help me understand what different interactions with different people provided me with. So what does connection mean? The first part of the definition: The energy that exists between people when they feel seen, heard and valued. It can be too easy on days I feel down or not myself to lock myself away. Some may notice me do this, others may not. However, it is definitely something I am guilty of doing. Reaching out to others can be a much more productive way of dealing with life.   I do think that this is different to talking to others (Week 1) as that is more abou

  I’ll just have a water, thanks “It’s strange how drinking cups of water seem impossible but 5 cups of coffee go down like the Titanic” Feeling thirsty- I’ll grab a coffee. Feeling bored-mine’s a coffee. I’m hungry (and it’s not a socially acceptable time to eat lunch) go on then, a coffee. This isn’t my confession to having an unhealthy obsession with caffeine. I am however reflecting on perhaps I do choose a coffee as my go to drink a bit more often than I should. This week’s blog is to help me (and perhaps one or two others) consider a subtle change to my everyday living that could have quite significant benefits. I’ve got into a bit of a habit of working and consuming coffee and I am going to use this piece to unpick why. Does is quench my thirst? Science says not. So perhaps it is a force of habit. Like a lot of what I write about, I go through good spells and bad spells. Weeks of exercise followed by a fallow period. The most balanced diet followed by a surge on not so healt

  Eat better, not less “Whatever the problem is, the answer is not in the fridge” Food. The source of energy and at times my ultimate weakness. In a time when you are not allowed a reassuring hug from family or a pat on the back from a friend or colleague, a tasty chocolate bar or delicious bag of crisps seems to take on that role. The role of comfort blanket and soother who makes the rubbish day or tiredness go away and gives you that silver lining. Or does it? This week’s theme is quite a personal one to me as it is something I struggle to maintain consistency with. I certainly will not and more importantly cannot write this as any sort of informed expert. I can, however, share with you some of my battles with food and how with it, the rest of my life then falls into line. What line? Well, more often than not, that depends on the food I have chosen to consume.   We hear this term comfort food which leads me to think this is what I need to pick me up or be the game changer w