Musings of an enthusiastic Music Industry Freelancer, Singer & Artist – I am also a cancer survivor and advocate for the neurodiverse
It’s easy to feel very sorry for yourself when you are going through treatment and to forget that there is a power and joy to simply being alive and being here. Hippy as that may sound and it probably is, the simple truths are the ones that touch you the most when you are in crisis.
There are few things in the music industry worse than being fat and old. People remember the youthful Elvis Presley … More
I remember waking up and seeing my daughter at the door of the room wearing a plastic apron and her not being allowed to touch me. It actually brings a tear to my eye just thinking about it now almost a decade later. The look on her face at that moment will never leave me.
And so it went on, bargaining with the Universe. I knew how tough the path ahead was because Ihad lost one of my dearest friends to breast cancer. She died just before her son’s 4th birthday so I know it doesn’t always end well.
The crowing weight loss, weight gain headlines, the mistaken outfit stories, the too much botox, looking too haggard stories, they all make the body a battleground. For me it was something of a relief to just accept that I would never qualify by the impossible yardstick. I had to just let it go and to be honest there is a lot of freedom in that.
Eugenie Arrowsmith 