Hi, I am Yasmin.

I’m quite attached to my name. You see, I’m a Geddis, I’m Yasmin Geddis.

From the outside looking in, I have had a great life. Let me use this chapter as an introduction, to break down a private person and for the first time, make her public.

Today, May 30th 2017, is the day after I just handed in my Masters Thesis, the final piece of my education, a closing chapter in my book of life. I don’t know how I feel about this, almost scared to completely finish.

I come from a family who have worked themselves from the bottom up to provide me with what I have now, with a few lessons learnt the hard way, they have shaped me into the person I am today.

I train, and I train hard. I do karate and to me, I always have. It’s as normal to me as waking up in the morning and making a coffee, it’s entwined in my DNA. I have an apartment, a car and a dog – Moses.

I have a partner, Duane. I have a full time job and I have travelled the world with no expense, seen amazing things and experienced even more.

My circle of friends is small, the list of those I trust is even smaller and the group of people I truely love, I can count on one hand.

I am the original “what you see is what you get” gal. No holes barred, no passiveness allowed. It’s simple.

I Have just one problem.

On the 18th March 2017 – My little brother killed himself.

This is his story.