The dead don’t keep track of years, anniversaries or milestones. They don’t age, they don’t count the years that they were alive, and they’re not keeping track of the time they’ve been gone.

That’s a job for the living.

Do you know what else is a job for the living? To actually live. To breathe deep, gulping breaths and to spread your arms out wide, brushing your fingertips against the side of your life. Imagine yourself as Kate Winslet, stood at the front of the Titanic, with a world of experiences in front of you.

When I was a child…


In the UK, one in four of us will experience some kind of mental health challenge every year. For some, it’ll be brief, perhaps a spell of anxiety as their everyday takes a tumble through the washing machine of life. For others, it’ll be an ongoing struggle to find some kind of steady.

I fall into the latter category. I’m pretty candid about my mental health, I’m open to speaking about it & expressing how it’s gone from being a weight to being one of the keys to my superpower: my empathy.

Empathy & emotional intelligence can be a gift…


When you’re deciding what to buy, is the decision purely financial for you? Are you impulsive, quickly making a snap-judgement? Or do you take other values into account?

Personally, I make decisions somewhat quickly and it’s very rarely based on finances, although they obviously factor in. For me, I feel almost like Marie Kondo clearing out an old drawer. I hold the decision close to me and have a feel around and see what my soul joy tells me. If it leaves me feeling a bit sparkly and warm, I generally trust myself to make good decisions. …


My sister is pregnant, and she’s having a baby girl.

At first, she was elated, she had big plans and dreams for how this tiny bundle of joy would grow up to be proud of her body, to think and feel positively about who she is. My sister has so many plans on how she is going to make this tiny human feel so loved that she never felt the hatred of staring at herself in the mirror, or the pressure to be thinner, prettier, more ladylike.

Until we remembered, being pretty is often the last of our concerns as…


If you’ve been asking yourself this question for a little while, then here’s the answer:

you should start here. You should start now.

Between a changing work situation, a home life in flux and a worldwide pandemic, the regular self doubt that I think we all feel, overpowered me and by the end of last year, I was absolutely crippled by imposter syndrome and insecurity. My whole identity is built around being a writer and suddenly it felt like it didn’t fit me. It felt like I was a child in fancy dress. …


It’s never too late, or in my case too early, to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit. Start whenever you want. You can change or stay the same. There are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people who have a different point of view. …


When I was eighteen, one of my oldest friends died. I’d known Jamie since primary school and suddenly, he was gone. He was epileptic and he’d had a seizure, hitting his head and dying. Just like that. He was just gone.

I was already sad, lost and confused but losing Jamie would untether me. I would spend the next few years searching for something to make me feel something, moving through the motions, feeling the weight of such an unexpected loss.

My grandfather had died when I was twelve or thirteen but he was elderly, it was sad but I…


Well, my dad just won’t get a Christmas present and that’s fine, that’s on me.’

Scott, my partner, is prone to big, sweeping dramatic statements. This statement about his dad not getting a Christmas present this year is one I’ve heard before, in fact, this is the third Christmas in a row that he’s uttered this exact same phase. Always about his dad, interestingly. Poor Steve.

In April, we will have been together five years and this is the third year that we’ve bought Christmas presents together. As the marginally more organised one out of the two of us (and…


This is the second year of running our little business and what a second year it has been! We kicked off the year being recognised as a Plastic-Free Business Champion by Surfers Against Sewage and also found out that we had been nominated for a Green Business of the Year Award, which we actually won in February! This year started off so exciting and promising and then… there was the big worldwide pandemic thing. It’s been a hard year, I won’t say it’s been harder or easier than anyone else’s, because we’ve all been lost-at-sea.

But it has been hard…


It’s 2020, the nightmare year, the year of Zoom ‘Pub’ Quizzes and the year that everyone started complaining about my favourite way to work (remotely). It’s fine, it’s not for everyone.

I have written pretty extensively around my feelings of imposter syndrome and how over the past 4/5 years, my confidence and self belief has taken a bit of a battering. …

Saloni Chamberlain

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