Some experiences take time to understand, and some things take years to find their words.
Over the past 16 years, The CP Diary has been shaped by reflection, insight, and the ongoing process of making sense of life as it unfolds. It's about perspective and the freedom for things to find their own place.
At its heart is the belief that we should each have the freedom to reflect on our experiences, ask our own questions, and come to understand our lives in our own way.
It's also a place to explore our experiences honestly and thoughtfully, to reflect on what life teaches us, and to find meaning in the things we may not always understand straight away.
Here you'll find observations, reflections on life, and insight-driven articles inspired by personal experiences, life's questions, challenges, and moments of growth. Writing that offers perspective, encourages awareness, and helps us to see something familiar in a slightly different way.
The CP Diary articles explore what it means to navigate life's complexities, find meaning in difficult moments, and understand ourselves and our experiences a little better along the way.
Nothing loud or pushy – just thoughts, reflections, and perspectives to sit with – and in your own time.
Book sale proceeds from my books to go to mental health charities. Together we can help charities make a difference for people with mental health challenges, while at the same time changing lives.
Food for thought: “The curious paradox is that when I accept myself just as I am, then I can change.” CARL ROGERS Acceptance doesn't mean we stop growing. It means understanding ourselves without judgement ...
The UK After Brexit: A Generation Asking What Comes Next
A look at the choices made and the questions that remain If it’s out there, you’ll find me writing about it. Brexit affected everyone – whether politicians are still debating it, moving on from it, or choosing not to revisit the difficult questions ...
How losing my twin changed the way I understand my past It has been nearly four years since my twin died, and I can see more clearly now what her death uncovered. Grief stripped away a layer of my life that ...
