She regularly refers to her anxiety, and tacitly suggests via her stories to either;
- dance with a mop/hoover (but don’t do laundry for weeks on end)
- make unnecessarily complicated fruit shape snacks (but run out of milk)
- have a thrush bath (but don’t change your clothes)
- write your worries on a digital template of a trash bin (but don’t call your GP)
- hang crisp packets up on a rail inside a cupboard, her son’s clothes on a mannequin (but can’t seem to effectively complete homeschool?)
- is all about being the ’girl next door’ but earns £3k an episode for Loose Women, is chauffeured there and back, has a floral wreath on her front door worth hundreds (never a shows this off does she?) and he rest!
- claims to suffer from dab anxiety and low confidence, but manages to perform on stage (singing) and talk eloquently (like a different person) on TV.
I’m all for ‘live and let live’ kind of mentality....genuinely.....and thus far I guess Stacey is fairly harmless? But the more that she talks about her anxiety, with the tacit suggestion that you can sort that out by crafting, organising, or dancing around your living room with a bloody broom, the more I think she’s becoming quite harmful to her audience.
In the last 12 months she has never, not even once, suggested that if someone suffers from anxiety that they might want to seek professional help. What kind of advocate is she for the people that she claims to be relatable to?