Letting go is not hard to do, it’s friggin impossible. You give birth, you give up your sleep for them, you teach them to walk and talk and read and write. You catch vomit in your bare hands in the middle of the night to avoid having to change the sheets. You wipe their snotty…

I am not a psychologist, psychiatrist, occupational therapist or nothing else ending in ‘ist’. I am not a social worker, a counsellor or a doctor of any kind. Although I should tell you that I have started studying psychology  twice now – once when I was 18 and had no idea what I wanted, except…