
Carol Ann Townend
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I'm a writer who doesn't believe in sticking with one niche.
My book Please Stay! is out now
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Every Scar Tells A Story...But People Make Me Feel Ashamed of Mine.
When I was at primary school in the 80's I had an accident while playing with friends in the playground. We were playing a game of sharks which was an idea from a film, and we had to run and get off the ground in order not to be caught. Like all young children do, I got a little over excited and I ran straight into the double iron gates in the playground and slashed open my eyebrow, close enough to my left eye to have almost killed me as the hospital told me. I still remember the excruciating hot pain, fever, sickness, severe headaches, dizziness and almost concussion from that accident. It is an everyday nightmare that still plays like a video in my head. The children just looked at me, they were really scared, as a teacher rushed me in doors with blood dripping down from my brow to the side of my face while I screamed in agony. I was terrified. As a very young child, I had no idea what was going on, but as the first aider in the school sick room had problems stopping my brow bone from bleeding, and as I was in so much pain, I wanted to pass out as well as a very deep anxiety, I knew it was pretty bad.
By Carol Ann Townend5 years ago in Psyche
Take Care of Your Skin, without breaking the Bank.
In todays world, it can be very difficult to be who you are, and do beauty your way. There are many magazines and other media sources who are often telling us how we should look, and many are developing trends that are designed to sell their products. However, I am not saying this is a bad thing, of course if we like a product and it is individual to us, of course there is nothing wrong with using or trying it. What I am saying, is people have their own vulnerabilities and insecurities which means some people, particularly young people will use a product because it is seen as 'trendy' or 'popular' and can sometimes throw out perceptions of ideas that this may seem to be the 'wonder product' that will get rid of all their flaws and make them look perfect. We live in a world where everyone is under pressure to be an 'ideal' rather than themselves, perfect face, makeup, figure and style, though this is not the way it is in real life. Products are marketed in this way to sell a product, but it is your own personal choice regarding what you use, products are not marketed in this way to force you to buy them, they are marketed in this way to make them more appealing and encourage people to buy them if they want to. Nobody is going to crucify you for not wanting to use them, so do beauty your way.
By Carol Ann Townend5 years ago in Blush
Don't just Read on Vocal, Share!
We have all done this, read an article on vocal and hearted it without sharing. Now, before I start, I don't expect you to share every single article you read on here because there are thousands, and that would take up all your time! However, when in Vocal lounge on Facebook, we read a post then often, we post one in return. However, often on our own profiles on social media, we often share our own and forget everyone elses.
By Carol Ann Townend5 years ago in Journal
I Never thought that I'd be Writing a Book...
So, I have written many articles about writing and my journey. However, this one continues from writing about my journey, and I am also going to be talking about my upcoming book, and who and what started me wanting to write it.
By Carol Ann Townend5 years ago in Journal
Please Remember, Unless I Say Yes, I DO NOT Consent.
Many times in my life, I have dealt with unwanted sexual touching and rape. I haven't said or done anything to bring this on myself, and as I was covered most of the time, I soon learned that what I was wearing made no difference. These weren't just men, they were women too. There is an obvious difference between someone who wants you to touch them, and someone who does not. If a person whether male or female pushes you away but doesn't verbally say stop, then she or he is telling you that they do not want touching in that way. It is NOT an incentive for you to carry on, just because that person did not verbally say it. I have seen both men and women get mad when a person rejects intimate touching and say some offensive things like:
By Carol Ann Townend5 years ago in Psyche
Proud to be Bisexual and Proud to be married to a Heterosexual Man.
I didn't come out as bisexual for a really long time. In fact, my own mother has never met any of the girlfriends I had before I married, though she has met many of my past boyfriends (many of who she didn't like!). I didn't even know what bisexuality was when I was young, I just knew that I had an attraction to both men and women that went beyond sex. It was deeply emotional, psychological, sexual and extremely strong. I couldn't describe it or put a name on it. I just knew that I was more than capable of loving both.
By Carol Ann Townend5 years ago in Pride
You Need to Look After Yourself as a Carer.
Self-care is something that I became practically good at after I did therapy for my mental health problems a few years back. However, I became a registered carer last year. I am now writer, cleaner, gardener, wife and carer and I am doing most of this at home, by myself. Most carers who work in the paid profession of caring seem to think it should be easier for me because I am caring and working at home. Let me tell you straight, it is not. I do not get to have holidays or breaks from caring. I am a carer seven days a week, both day and night, I do not get a day off.
By Carol Ann Townend5 years ago in Longevity
A True Story: What It is like To be Homeless.
I have told many stories of my past. Many of which are deeply painful. This story is about my experience of struggling to survive as a young homeless person. Many people today have at least some support with homelessness, but I survived my ordeal alone. Before you read further, this is no light-hearted story. It is revealing and honest without anything hidden, but it must be told.
By Carol Ann Townend5 years ago in Psyche
I hate Bonfire Night for a Reason
When my friends talk about November the 5th, they mention fire-work displays, wonder how big the bonfire will be, sparklers and Toffee Apples. They are usually excited planning their night out. However, they don't understand why I don't react in the same way, so for the first time since I was a young child, I am opening up about it.
By Carol Ann Townend5 years ago in Psyche
Walk to maintain your Mental and Physical Health.
I had to make the switch from running to walking when I was in my teens because I discovered that I had an in-turning ankle which made walking painful. This means that the bone of my ankle supporting my foot is not straight, it turns in which means that the bone-structure is weak, and does not have the strength to support my foot. This can cause excruciating pain to both my foot and ankle when running, and I had to find an alternative way to maintain my cardio and fitness levels, so I chose walking.
By Carol Ann Townend5 years ago in Psyche
Writing a Book: A Whole new Journey
Many years ago, if someone had told me that one day I'd be writing a book, I would have laughed at them and told them that my writing wasn't good enough. I have been writing all my life; stories, journals, poems, and many other things that often got put on paper, and then disappeared into thin air because they never made it into publication because I was too damn embarrassed to send them. Hell! even a teacher at school told me that I had the potential to write a book, after viewing the 12- page short fiction (which was only supposed to be 2 pages long!) I wrote for an English lesson. Yes sir! I was only 13, but I still have not forgiven you for making me prove I didn't copy that out of a book. Yes, he really did that after all my hard labor of putting that story together! Nonetheless I still thoroughly enjoyed writing that story, which encouraged me to write many more, of which went untold to the public, but always got read out in class at school.
By Carol Ann Townend5 years ago in Journal
