I joined Emma’s Facebook group when my youngest was around 6 months old. I was in a bad way having been crucified by Social Services and feeling low. I had no real friends and no family near me to ask to help me. I was desperate.
I was on the group a month before I dared post. I was frightened that I would be judged and humiliated.
I read posts and tried to figure out who was genuine and who was not.
I was drawn immediately to Emma, and at the time Michelle, and Tara.
Emma was putting up posts about her own thoughts and feelings but it was like she could read my mind.
Michelle was friendly and chatty.
And Tara was crazy in a fun way that made me smile.
Eventually when I took a breath and posted I found that I wasn’t judged, I was welcomed. I was so grateful.
Within no time I was talking to Emma and opening up and quickly found I could trust her and a few others who I jokingly call my harem.
As times gone on I’ve written for the blog of bad bad memories that seep out of my veins are all on here and the support has been incredible.
There is no blame
There is no judgement, only love and strength been directed at me.
My sons nearly three now and while I am not really that active on the group a lot I still write blogs and I am so grateful I was given the chance and a place. I think keeping all my demons inside would have been bad.
I think I probably annoy Emma with my stuff sometimes but I know shes one word away from me no matter what she has going on. One word: help.
Emma will make time for me or direct me to someone who can help me and listen to me.
I still have no friends and no family here to help me but I have somewhere I can ask now.
I have a place to say OK I am struggling right now. Sometimes its not about knowing what to say its just saying something.
The group is connected.
We are all mums and all have doubts, insecurities, issues.
We all try to help each other and understand.
This is what Emma created and herself and now others strive to continue.
When I see my ” harem” I know I can have fun, I can tell them I am sad and they know me.
I know I don’t need to be alone. Its priceless.
