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My new day had begun in a flurry of activity that was not my natural behaviour. Sore feet rendered my walking pace to a mere crawl. A black Taxi ride to my by now very worried friends was beckoning. So I hailed a taxi and the relief to finally sit down on the comfortable hard fake leather seat was immense. I had achieved no material gain , but the mental benefits were enormous and the load had been lifted from my shoulders. As I pulled up Katja was at the window and immediately ran for the door, the hug I got was unexpected but so genuine, the emotion oozed as I realised these are true friends… Read more

Here I was, confused, tired and really if I was looking at someone else I would say they were in no fit state to be alone, but shit, it was me and when you are the subject of these situations you rarely cast a rational observation or thought on what you are doing. The self absorption is total and consuming. But walking alone for hours, you don't feel the hour pass. I cried so many times, did I do the right thing, should I go back to my ass-hole husband, f**k f**k f**k is all I could here in my head, why me why me. I was the good wife, what did i do wrong and in the end, I did stop blaming me.… Read more

Now I was on a train. 6 bags and my son. Wow. What had I archived. Was it good, bad, did I just make a complete fuck up. Was it a total overreaction to my husbands infidelities. All these thing race through your mind trying to comfort my son at the same time as he was now in a situation that was not of his making but by my actions had made him party to. I called a friend of mine as the train began its slow trundle forward out of the station. The platform slowly disappeared from view and then there was no going back. I had taken the first big step. Karl, a swiss engineer was of german czech ex… Read more

2013, a year to remember for me. It was Wednesday January 16. I had just landed back in Luton airport near London after 3 days at a particular Polish airport that will remain nameless due to quite difficult industrial relations that led me recommend deep staffing cuts and reorganisation of the operation. Made me very popular there needless to say. But that aside, I was extreamly stressed out. The joys of management consultancy. You also have to take into account that being a woman is pressure enough, then add on the eastern european tag and even worse still the fact that I am Romanian. This in… Read more