• Lessons

    Presentment…Let me explain!

    When kids don’t get their way, they chuck tanties and carry on like a pork chop, right? But what about us adults? Sure, we’d all love to drop to the floor in the middle of the supermarket aisle and wail hysterically but it’s not exactly socially acceptable. Instead, I think we do the next best unhealthy thing – we build resentment. We hold grudges. We may occasionally forgive…but we certainly never forget. If we’ve been unfortunate enough to experience a series of crappy things, we taunt life. We dare it to “bring it on” so that we can complete our self-fulfilling prophecy that the world keeps making us shit cakes…

  • Reflections

    The “Lucky Supportive Partner”

    Theoretically, I’ve lived as a spectator of the medical life drama for 8 years. That doesn’t sound so exciting but, as you can imagine, being an active spectator means you also ride the lows, the highs, the pretty and the ugly that the person you’re rooting for goes through. It’s as though you, yourself are on the journey too. So, your position is uniquely shit because you don’t know exactly what the other person is going through, but you feel every ounce of it and there’s nowhere to put all that. It’s also a hard thing to share with others because you feel this weird obligation to maintain the role…

  • Reflections

    10 Things I Hate About You

    Inspired by an old 90’s chick flick fave. Of course, not the same high quality, but got me feeling feels nonetheless. I hate when you come home late…or when you don’t come home at all,I hate that my compromise can feel like an all-in accommodation for the doctor life. Who did I make that decision ultimately for?I hate that I share my other half the with the unwell, the disadvantaged, the sick,I hate that your big heart makes you work your arse off, leaving me with no reasonable reason to be mad, to want to punch or kick.I hate that stability, predictability, and routines are hard to come by,I hate…

  • Lessons

    When crying is the best medicine

    Yes, you’re right, the more common saying is that laughter is the best medicine. And this can be true. We all know how contagious it is when we hear someone laugh. We all recognise the power of someone genuinely smiling and laughing with you. And we all remember a time when we felt like shit and someone or something cheered us up and the moment we cracked that smile and chuckled, we were good. But…I want to interrupt that happy news broadcast by raining on that parade (I promise it’s not to be a debbie downer). I recently learned the hard way that when one crappy day melts into another…

  • Reflections

    Grief Never Stops

    When I reflect on all the different emotions I’ve had during my relationship with my husband, I never thought I’d wind up talking about grief. But just as my husband is very much not invisible, he’s also very much alive. So, I’m not referring to grief in the traditional sense that someone may feel when someone passes away. And unfortunately, the older I get, the more I understand just how complex grief is; how we can feel it in so many different ways and how we can find it in so many unexpected places. I grew up in Sydney, Australia. I moved to Geelong, Victoria, in early 2012 to support…

  • Reflections

    Hello world!

    Hi, I’m Jen and I just moved in! Welcome to my blog, Read Between The Sighs, where I plan to dive deep into the sea of negative thoughts, unpleasant emotions, and low motivation, in hopes of resurfacing a more empowered and driven human being. I’m in my early 30s and hopefully much like others in the world, I have no effing idea what I’m doing. It seems that at every meltdown I have when it’s my birthday, I come out the other side with more nervousness about what my life purpose is and whether I have enough time to actualise it before I die. As if juggling pieces of myself…