Category Archives: F**K it therapy

Last Friday afternoon

photo-6Last Friday I took the afternoon off. I walked on the Heath and did my thing of imagining what it would be like to be a tree (I fancied being one of the skinny, elegant birch trees; the supermodels of the tree world). I smiled at dogs and humans.

I came home around 3pm and the house was empty so I made myself a late lunch, poured a glass of wine (very decadent, very Power of Now, I told myself. Any excuse…) and sat in silence.

A late afternoon light was coming through the windows and the quiet of the house had a gentle hum to it. There was a slight vibration from the tumble dryer finishing its cycle upstairs. I could almost sense the electricity and water pipes doing their thing.

I took a breath.

I looked at how pretty my food was on my plate and put a piece of broccoli in my mouth.  It burst with life in my mouth. How had I not noticed how bursty-with-life broccoli is before? I mean, I’ve always liked broccoli but this tasted like magic broccoli.

The first sip of red wine caused a warm rush to the head.

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SWEARING, NUDITY AND INTERNATIONAL BOOK DEALS… 2014’s highlights…

Hello! Before we get stuck into 2015, I thought I’d do a kind of sum up of last year, just for kicks. I realise that I can be very negative, so I’m going to BIG MYSELF UP and focus on the VERY COOL stuff that happened as well as well as acknowledging the moments where I kind of lost it…

So are you ready? Here goes:

Screen Shot 2015-01-01 at 01.22.54January – Started with me chatting up strangers on the tube, getting naked in public, doing stand-up comedy (terrifying, awful, amazing!! I’m a hero!) and jumping out of a plane (never, ever, ever again) in a Feel the Fear and Do it Anyway extravaganza.  Susan Jeffers self help classic advises doing one scary thing a day. I do. With bells on. A triumphant – if nerve shattering – start. The Daily Mail ran a big feature about my project which led to interview requests from BBC Berkshire and er, China. Hurrah! This is amazing and exciting!

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Thank you

It’s 6am and I’m heading off on a job in a bit but wanted to say a quick thank you all so so so much for the lovely comments yesterday. It made me cry again but in a good way. I wish you could all know what it’s like to have a moan and then have dozens of people send you lovely messages. It’s pretty amazing and not what I was expecting and, to be honest, not what I deserve.

Thank you especially to the people who told me about their dark patches – especially around money. It really helped.

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I give up

It’s nearly midnight on a Friday night and I’m at my mum’s watching junk on Netflix and hating myself. I’ve spent the last week going through three shoe boxes of receipts dating back 18 months. All my spending habits there in black and white, on faded, scrunched up slips of paper.

When I cried my way through February, my month of Money, A Love Story, I vowed to change my ways and I did a bit but not enough. I got stuck into the Secret and figured that ‘abundant thoughts’ would translate into an abundant bank balance. They didn’t. Then there was two months of rejection therapy which made me so miserable I took to drink. Which is expensive. Then lovely trips to Italy with F**K It.

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My deeply moving and profound conclusions about F**K it therapy by John C. Parkin. It’s getting spiritual and long. Sorry.

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Oh dear. I’d written a lovely final post for F*K It. It was wise and wonderful, profound and witty. It’s now gone. Not sure what I did but I obviously didn’t save the draft. Oh well, F**K It – here’s a very hastily – and reluctantly – written post. Thing is, I don’t want F**k it to end. I really don’t.

I want to live in a F**K it world forever, preferably in Italy, drinking wine in the sun and listening to John and Gaia uttering funny, wise words which serve as an antidote to all the crap we listen to every day of our lives.

The crap that tells us that if we’re not pushing harder, doing more, striving to be thinner, fitter, richer, more successful, then we’re not doing it right.
As one friend put it, reading this book is like letting out a sigh of relief.

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Say F**K IT to diets, to relationships, to money and to what people think… F**K it to everything, basically.

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Hello hello! How’s everyone? Thanks so much for the lovely messages on Friday. Who knew that turning down a major opportunity would be such a popular move?! But really, thank you. I had a little cry when I read some of the comments, they were very kind.

But I do seem to be very emotional these days. I cried during a re-run of Sex and the City over the weekend. It was that episode where Carrie realises she’s spent all her money on shoes. It made me feel crap cos I don’t even have shoes to show for what I’ve spent my money on. Just hangovers and a frightening coffee habit. Then Bob Dylan’s ‘Blowin in the Wind’ came on the radio yesterday and I cried at that too. Not sure why. It was just pretty and the sun was shining.

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Say F**K it to a book deal

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A couple of months ago I said F**K It to something quite major and I didn’t tell you about it because I worried I’d made a big mistake. I was worried that it was a sure sign that self-help had made me crazy.

In April I was offered a book deal and I turned it down.

I was offered something that I’ve dreamt of my whole life and said ‘No, thanks.’

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How holding your arms out can show you what you’re meant to be doing in life – more conclusions from F**K It week Italy

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In yesterday’s post I faffed for about 1500 words trying to sum up the F**K It week. Then one of my new F**K It friends put up a comment on Facebook that summed it all up perfectly in a couple of paragraphs. Here is is. Thanks Charlotte von Roij for letting me share it:

Some time ago a friend of mine and me discovered the philosophy behind YOLO, you only live once. This probably makes you think about 16 year old girls who get drunk (’cause YOLO). But when you think of it, it’s true of course… You only get one life. But do you ever stop and think about what you really want out of life? I find that most of us just keep going and going. We push ourselves to work harder, make more money, buy bigger cars. It’s just never enough. Picture your life 10, 20, 30 years from now. What do you want to look back on? Are you really doing something that you like? Do you ever really relax? Or do you find yourself worrying about the most random things?

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Self-help in the sun. With wine. What’s not to like? My F**K it week with John C Parkin

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Well I’m back from my F**K It week and I don’t know what to say except it’s been emotional. Much more than I was expecting. I thought the week would involve standing in the sun shouting ‘F**K It’ with a bunch of strangers and then maybe doing some sort of embarrassing dancing. And maybe some tree-hugging.

As it turned out there was no dancing and only one tiny little bit of shouting, right on the last day. There wasn’t even much swearing, actually. In fact it was more deep and beautiful than boisterous and funny (the tone of the book) and that’s a good thing. Although I did hug a tree – but that was for a laugh. The tree did not laugh back, which is a relief.

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Swearing in Italy. Introducing F**K IT THERAPY by John C Parkin

Ciao bellas! I’m in Italy! The sun is shining, I am sweating and all is well with the world.

I’ve just had coffee with my cousin in Milan, who I’m staying with for a couple of nights before heading to the F**K It retreat, which starts on Sunday.

And look what they do the coffees here:

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They make hearts and smiley faces and stars! Hurrah! Hurrah!

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