January is rarely anyone’s favourite month. With the festive buzz of the Christmas break a distant memory, the return to day-to-day life and responsibilities – coupled with depleted bank balances and miserable weather – mean that the start of the year is often a time when our mood dips to a low.
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I woke on Tuesday at 4am and could hardly breathe. I was sweating (and, post-menopausal that I am, I never sweat) and racked with worry. I grabbed my hair, put my head in my hands, and said out loud, ‘What am I doing? What was I thinking?’