12/07/2025
These are just my hats and my hoodie. But when I glanced at them today, I suddenly saw something else.
Some days Iâm full of ideas and colour (pom-poms optional).
Other days Iâm practical, low-key, head down, hoodie on.
And sometimes, itâs a strange mash-up of all the hats Iâve ever wornâŠ
Mum hat. Admin hat. Patient hat. Brave face hat. Donât-talk-to-me hat.
(Anyone else got a âcrying in the loo at workâ hat? Just me?)
Since finding out I had a BRCA gene fault, the hats have multiplied.
Surgery decisions, medical language, waiting games, second-guessing, guilt, grief... joy?
Itâs a lot.
But hereâs the thing Iâm learningâand maybe itâll help you too:
You donât have to wear the same hat all day.
You can hang one up and try another.
Youâre allowed to feel mixed, messy, soft, strong, unsure and still you.
So if youâre reading this and thinking âI donât even know who I am todayââyouâre not alone.
Letâs just say: whatever hat youâve got on, I see you. Youâre doing the best you can.
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