CBD oil for chronic pain | EDS | Day 2

So i forgot to post lastnight because my parents took me and Dan for a meal and i was a little tipsy when i got home! But, i went all day with no pain medication whatsoever. Today ive also had none.

Both days on 3 doses of CBD.

Lets see if we can make it 3!

Im currently watching Flesh and Blood and about to have dinner and my FIRST dose of the day which is pretty awesome considering ive just finished work and im pretty burned out.


CBD oil for chronic pain | EDS | Day 1

I stumbled on a whole foods shop and bought some CBD oil, i saw a flyer in the window about CBD oil you can vape, i don’t smoke so i asked if you could drink it, she said you just put a few drops under your tongue, 4 times a day and apparently a man with chronic pain tried it, returned a few weeks later and said he’s gone from 8 to 2 tramadol a day – pretty astonishing if it wasnt just a sales tactic.

Anyway, ive had the oil 2 days now and ive had 2 doses per day, ive had one tramadol on each of those days and usually i have 4, i know it’s a bit early but im being hopeful!

Above anything else, it tastes lovely. I have the day off tomorrow so im going to take 4 full doses and see if i can last 24 hours without pain meds.

Havent noticed any side effects apart from a slightly elevated mood and crazy dreams.



Imagine if we found all our old toys 

The memory, that smell, those feelings, how the air felt that night 

The scent of your grandmas flowers in her garden during that summer when you stayed out an extra hour 

It’s sad really that in order to grow we must leave so much behind 

Confidence is sexy

I’m making a bit of a name for myself as the woman who takes semi naughty photographs either for a boyfriend or a confidence booster. I’m really proud this particular model in the image below has decided to go into modelling properly after shooting with me. 

‘I’ve worked with a few photographers and I realised you’re my favourite’

I love the work I create and the beauty of it all is that it doesn’t feel like work. 

To see the full set visit my Instagram @alicecatherinephotography

An open letter to the people who burgled us


I’m writing this on the laptop you failed to steal, it’s still covered in the dust used to find your fingerprints.

I was at work when my boyfriend called me, shaken, explaining how you had broken into our home through the bedroom window, trashed the place and stolen some of our important belongings.

You even tried to steal my camera, my camera is my life.

And what for? to delete all the photographs on the card, sell it, buy drugs, then do it all again to another innocent couple or family.

You walked around in my bedroom, i made the bed that day, it was a mess when i got home, you walked all over my white window ledge, you hand-picked my favourite shopping bag to carry all the things in our home you wanted to steal.

How many times have you done this? you didn’t break the window, you got out in time, you’ve definitely done it before..

You could have hurt the one i love, if i was home would you have hurt me?

I bet you expected us to have lots of expensive things, you took a look at our building and thought, they wont notice a few laptops or ipads missing, theyre loaded, i bet you were disappointed, we’ve worked hard for everything we have, we work hard to keep everything we have.

If you decided to use your brain for good in this world you’d understand what that feels like.

I came home after a day of earning money and hard work to find my belongings gone because of you, you don’t want to earn or work, you want to waste your life away and im helping you do that.

You stalked us, you knew when we left the house, you probably followed me home. You watched my boyfriend leave then made your way in to my home.

If i ever see you when i leave my second job at a pub walking home at 4am after a long shift, you’re not getting £1.50 or a half eaten box of chips.

I’m scared in my own home, i may need counselling.

I hope the high was worth it.



things that i never thought would happen to me (for no reason other than insecurity)

  1. a promotion
  2. actually getting what i need aswell as what i want
  3. being succesful as a freelance portrait photographer

i’m pretty booked up for the next few weeks for the first time ever. This is mainly because before i had a little pay rise at work, while staring at my bank statements i knew i needed to get paid work, i took on a second job and worked my arse off!

i know i can do anything i put my mind to.

i know that – i can see it before my eyes when i put effort into networking and putting my work into the world.

it’s not my mind that doesn’t know that, usually its my body that tries to stop me.

im looking at my hands, my nails have grown, it may be the better diet, the more focussed mind, maybe im just healthier all together, they don’t look like my hands, the hands that work extra hard and my appearance is showing it, for the better, i feel supercharged.

happy at work is very rare and im so lucky. i get paid to do my hobby, and i get to come home and talk about how much i love it. how very lucky.