Author: thesheisproject

Melissa’s Story – Moving Forward

I grew up in a family that was fractured and dysfunctional. My earliest memories are of my parents’ fighting. My father had a gambling addiction and both my parents struggled with drugs and alcohol. We never seemed to have any money. I remember my grandmother regularly giving my mother money to buy groceries. I became a surrogate mum to my younger brother as parenting was very low on the priority list for my mum and …

The Power of a Peaceful Woman – Jen’s Story

It’s 19 May, 2016. Tomorrow, I’ll be 50. And here I am, alone, sleeping on a mattress on the floor. I’m in the spare room of the house I own. Across the hallway in the master bedroom, my ex-husband and his fiancée are sleeping peacefully. In my bed. As I look up at the ceiling, I can’t wipe the smile off my face. I realise with every cell of my body that I’ve genuinely never …

Anita’s Story – Because its Better…

Grief tapped me on the shoulder this morning, the memory of pain filled words spoken by my son many years earlier, bringing tears to my eyes. In 2012, my adult son Warren was hospitalised for depression and anxiety. As I sat beside his hospital bed, he shared the words that pierced my heart, ‘no one wants me’ he said. Is there anything more distressing than seeing your child’s pain and loneliness but being unable to …

Annette’s Story – Finding Purpose in the Pain

In the summer of 2007 I contracted a cruel and demoralising disease. After being afflicted with a nasty bug I then developed pneumonia and glandular fever and following that I was eventually diagnosed with Acute Post Viral Chronic Fatigue Syndrome with Fibromyalgia. One day I was active, healthy and loving life. It never occurred to me that the very next day I could wake up sick and feel like I would never be healthy again. …

Mel’s Story – Who I was does not define Who I am

From the outside, we looked like a typical family. My parents still live in the house I grew up in. It’s a typical Australian house on an average suburban street.  The early years of my childhood were spent playing in our neighbourhood with friends and my brother and two sisters. Church was a very big part of my family’s life. My parents were both involved in leadership and so much of our social life revolved …