Right Time 2 Talk

08/11/2025

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Grief is a very long journey

15/10/2025

I like no. 4:
Heal so deeply that even your triggers get bored!

28/09/2025

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02/09/2025

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A reminder that our Bereavement Counsellor, Pauline Straw, will be running the monthly Bereavement Cafe at the Talbot Hotel in Malton on Thursday 4th September from 10:30am - 12:30pm.

This is a lovely, relaxed, and safe place to talk, listen, and support one another. If you would like to contact Pauline for further details, please call: 07934 564315.

12/08/2025

Your feelings are not your enemies.

Anger is often hurt that was never heard.
Sadness can be love that was never received.
Fear may be the part of you still waiting to feel safe.

At Time2Talk, I help you listen to what your emotions are really trying to tell you, and gently guide you toward healing.

You don’t have to face them alone.
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Photo taken at Manor Vale Woods, Kirkbymoorside

04/08/2025

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A reminder that our Bereavement Counsellor, Pauline Straw, will be running the monthly Bereavement Cafe at the Talbot Hotel in Malton on Thursday 7th August from 10:30am - 12:30pm.

This is a lovely, relaxed, and safe place to talk, listen, and support one another. If you would like to contact Pauline for further details, please call: 07934 564315.

04/08/2025

Small acts of kindness can have huge consequences...

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He looked like just another quiet kid walking home from school—arms full of books, glasses sliding down his nose.
It was a Friday. Everyone else had plans: parties, games, sleepovers.
But he walked alone.
I almost ignored him—almost. But when a group of kids ran past, knocking his books to the ground and laughing as he fell, something in me shifted.
I helped him up. Handed him his glasses. Said something simple like, “Those guys are jerks.”
He smiled. Not a polite smile—a grateful one. The kind that sticks with you.
We talked. Turned out he lived near me. Turned out he was funny, smart, and really liked football. We hung out that weekend. Then the next. Then the next. We became best friends.
Years passed. We graduated.
And on that graduation day, he stood up in front of our class as valedictorian. Confident. Loved. A success.
Then he told a story I’ll never forget.
He said: “A few years ago, I planned to take my own life. That Friday, I was carrying everything home so my mom wouldn’t have to clean out my locker. I didn’t think anyone cared. But someone did. He picked up my books… and unknowingly saved my life.”
The crowd went still. I couldn’t move.
I never knew.
Sometimes, the smallest things we do are the biggest things in someone else’s world.
So be kind. Be present. You never know who needs saving.

~Old Photo Club