Like with every journey - it's not going to be easy. There will be good days and bad days. Today was one of the bad days. That moment when you wake up with a heaviness in your heart and a lump in your throat. You feel the dark cloud settle in and you know it's going to be one of those days.

When I felt the waves crashing and my mood sinking deeper and deeper - the tears came. Despite it being a beautiful day - it wasn't enough to shake this funk. First culprit is often hunger .. so I ate breakfast.. I ate lunch.. still the heaviness wasn't waning. The second is a lack of endorphins so I still went to my dance class and put on a brave face and danced and smiled.. still nothing was lifting.. I continued to try and distract myself all day to avoid 'wallowing' which is never a good idea. I tried reaching out to the handful of people I knew in Melbourne, to no avail. The loneliness thickens..

So sometimes you just have to give in and let it out.. cry, cry, cry, cry... curl into a ball and let it wash over you.. then have a shower, pick yourself up and keep moving forward. Tomorrow is another day.. but whatever you do - don't open the bottle of wine.