Zoeys Daily Moments & More

18/09/2026

WOW! 😴 It’s 2:15 in the bloody morning and yes… you guessed it… I’m sat at the kitchen table AGAIN! 😂
Managed a whole 3 hours sleep before my body decided that was quite enough, thank you very much. 🙄
Slept funny and now my back is absolutely killing me, so I’ve got the heat pack on 🔥 trying to persuade it to behave.
Currently sat here eating a bowl of cereal because apparently 2:15am is now breakfast time! 🥣😂
Honestly, who needs an alarm clock when your body, back and sleep schedule have all decided to take turns ruining your night! 🤦‍♀️🤣
Right… cereal eaten, heat pack on… now let’s see if I can convince myself back into bed! 🛏️😴

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16/09/2026

16/09/2026

🚨 PLEASE SHARE — HELP FIND NOAH 🚨

A 3-year-old little boy called Noah is missing from Brantham, near Manningtree, and his family desperately need him home safely. 💔

Noah was last seen at around 3pm on Tuesday after visiting the playground at Merriam Close. He is believed to have run down the alleyway beside the playground towards the new-build housing estate.

Noah is autistic, non-verbal and has partial hearing loss, and police have warned that he may not respond to his name.

👦 Noah is described as:
• White
• Curly ginger hair
• Wearing a Bluey T-shirt
• Shorts
• White trainers

A huge search operation is underway, with police, emergency services, volunteers and members of the public involved, including a helicopter and door-to-door enquiries.

🏡 PLEASE CHECK:
Gardens, sheds, garages, outbuildings, bushes, secluded areas and anywhere a small child could potentially hide.

📹 If you live locally and have CCTV, doorbell footage or dashcam footage, please check anything recorded from 3pm onwards for anything that could help locate Noah.

⚠️ Please do not carry out independent searches that could interfere with the police operation. If you have information or footage that may help, contact the police immediately.

🙏 Please share this far and wide. Even if you're nowhere near Brantham, someone on your friends list might be.

Come on, little Noah. ❤️ Let's get you safely home to your family. 🥺🙏

15/09/2026

🎄✈️ Just putting it out there…. 🤣🤣🤣

15/09/2026

Yesterday, I saw something at Barnsley Hospital that I genuinely can’t get my head around.

The NHS is physically broken, and yesterday I witnessed the reality of that crisis first-hand.

There were over 140 patients coming through A&E, ambulances queuing outside for hours waiting to bring patients in, and I was told there wasn’t a single available bed anywhere in the hospital.

And yet A&E has to remain open. People will still arrive, ambulances will still bring patients, and the staff have no choice but to keep going. I understand the duty of care, but when there are simply no beds available, where does everyone go?

What really struck me, though, was the staff.

They were absolutely exhausted. You could see it on their faces. Nurses and doctors were rushing from one patient to another, grabbing something quickly to eat when they could and then straight back to work. Breaks were late, rushed or seemingly non-existent.

And despite all of that, they kept going.

There were people coming into A&E for all sorts of reasons yesterday — people who were drunk and had fallen, people struggling with addiction, someone who had an ingrown toenail — but one thing I heard repeatedly really stood out to me:

“My GP sent me.”

That honestly made me stop and think.

Because surely A&E cannot continue to carry the weight of a system that is struggling at every level. If GPs are sending people to hospital because there is nowhere else for them to go, then the pressure simply keeps moving further down the line until A&E is completely overwhelmed.

I have absolutely no hatred towards the NHS or the people working in it. Quite the opposite.

After what I witnessed yesterday, my respect for those staff is even greater.

They are working in conditions that look physically and emotionally exhausting, trying to care for huge numbers of people while having fewer and fewer resources available to them.

They deserve recognition. They deserve proper breaks. They deserve enough staff. They deserve the equipment and beds they need to do their jobs properly.

Most importantly, they deserve to be able to go home at the end of their shift knowing they did everything they possibly could.

Yesterday, I saw the NHS crisis with my own eyes.

And my heart genuinely went out to every single member of staff who was there, still standing, still caring and still doing their absolute best in what looked like an impossible situation. ❤️

13/09/2026

💙 A little health update… 💙

So, for the last 10 days I’ve been quite poorly, and to be honest, food really hasn’t been much of a priority. I’ve not eaten very much at all — I’ve mainly been concentrating on keeping myself hydrated with plenty of water and the odd drink just to keep me going.

I think I managed some chicken fried rice one night, a couple of soups, and that’s about as exciting as my meals have got! 😂🤦‍♀️

I’ve also lost 7lb, but before anyone starts thinking “wow, look at that weight loss!” — this definitely isn’t the way I want to lose weight. It’s not because I’ve suddenly discovered some magical diet… it’s because I’ve been poorly and barely eating. 😩

Hopefully 🤞 I’m finally starting to come out the other side of this horrible illness, and once my appetite properly returns and I’m well enough to actually want food again, I’ll be getting myself back into a proper routine.

And when I do, I’m going to start sharing my meals again — what I’m eating in a day, little meal ideas, snacks and everything in between. 🥗🍳🍓

Because this journey isn’t about starving myself or chasing a number on the scales. It’s about getting healthier, making better choices and finding something I can actually stick to. 💙

For now though… I’m taking it one day at a time, listening to my body and concentrating on getting properly better.

Hopefully the next food update involves something a little more exciting than soup! 😂😂

One day at a time. One meal at a time. One step closer to being me again. 💙

09/09/2026

🚫 I'M DONE EXPLAINING MYSELF. ✋🏻

It took me too long to understand that no matter how much I explain my side, some people will twist it to fit their narrative. I used to pour my heart out, desperately hoping they’d see the truth, but I’ve learned the hard way—if someone truly wanted to understand, they wouldn’t make me beg for it.

If you’ve already decided I’m the villain in your story, fine. I’m not going to keep bending over backwards trying to prove I’m good enough, worthy enough, or innocent enough. The truth is, the more I explain, the more power I give to someone who doesn’t want to hear it.

Let them believe what they want.
Let them say it was all my fault.
Let them stay stuck in their version of events.

LET. THEM.

I won’t defend myself anymore. Because I’ve realized something crucial—explaining myself over and over doesn’t bring peace. It only exhausts me. It only reinforces their narrative, because if they really cared to understand, they would’ve listened the first time.

I’m reclaiming my energy. I’m walking away from the endless loop of justification and debate. I deserve connections where I don’t have to fight for my truth to be seen.

If my silence makes you uncomfortable, then be uncomfortable.
If my choice not to explain feels like defeat to you, that’s on you.
I’m no longer concerned with trying to win a battle I never agreed to fight.

I’m done begging to be understood.

I’m done begging for kindness, respect, and empathy that should’ve been given freely.

I’m done putting myself on trial in a court that was never fair to begin with.

I'M. DONE.

The only explanation I owe is to myself: that I choose peace over their noise.

I choose to move on without the weight of constantly trying to be heard by people who are committed to misunderstanding me.

Let them think what they want.
LET. THEM. GO.

I will not explain myself again.
Because, honestly, I don’t need to.

05/09/2026

Well, the holiday may be over, but I’ve got to give myself a little pat on the back 👏😂

I had some absolutely gorgeous meals while I was away, and the portions were bloody MASSIVE! 🍽️😂 Half the time I couldn’t even eat it all… and trust me, that’s saying something! 🤣

I actually think I made some pretty good choices with my meals too. I enjoyed my food without going completely feral and treating the buffet like it owed me money! 😂

Yes, I had a few cocktails on my birthday 🍹🎂 because, well… it was my birthday, and I wasn’t about to sit there drinking water while everyone else was enjoying themselves! 😂

But after my birthday cocktails, I didn’t drink again for the rest of the holiday. Mostly water and pop, especially with those ridiculous temperatures! ☀️🥵

So all in all… good food, a few birthday cocktails, plenty of water and NO holiday food guilt.

Now I just need to recover from the holiday AND the chest infection I brought home as my unwanted bloody souvenir! 🤧😂

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