I don’t know exactly when or how I stopped being insecure about how I look. It’s not that I learned to love my body and see all its flaws as […]
I’m angry and sad about Grace Millane, and I’ve been thinking a lot about the rhetoric that inevitably emerges every time a woman is hurt: that she somehow brought it […]
I was sitting outside a cafe and I watched as a pram fell over backwards, pulled down by a bag slung over the handle. I heard the sound of […]
Central Library, evening. There’s an older bearded dude sitting next to me charging his phone, and a younger dude tutoring maths to an even younger dude at the next […]
This is how much I like butter. If you said, “would you rather give up butter for the rest of your life, or lose a toe?” I would say “you’re […]
Obsessively binge watching Jane the Virgin coincided with – and perhaps influenced – my decision to stop dating and stop having sex. Not dating when you are romantically-lonely is uncomfortable […]
Today is the 4-week-aversary of getting diagnosed with ADHD, and I’m in a mood to celebrate. Unfortunately my son is home sick from school, so I’m stuck under him […]
I just read a marvellous piece by Anne Lamott about liver spots and growing old, and I’m not even half her age but I had some thoughts, and these thoughts […]
When you’re a student and a solo mother, your budget for personal grooming is comparable to driving to the other side of town for a holiday instead of going to […]