This month, in my series where I challenge myself to do 'normal' things that are scary to me, I go for a walk. Not just any walk: a walk without headphones.
How things are going to work going forward with the blog, why I'm excited about this, why it's necessary, and how grateful I am for it all.
For the past few weeks I've been struggling with dissociation - a symptom where I feel like I'm only very shallowly engaging with the world.
Life is a long series of relentless soul-searching and difficult decisions. Or, at least, the past few months have been for me.
A poem about school friends, lost friends, and what it feels like to be the odd one out in a group of people who are also the odd ones out.
I'm forcing myself to write for an hour a day without distractions, and - well, it's hard. But I'm determined to start writing more, so here we go.
A poem about the things you wanted in the past, and the things you want now, and whether you should shun the past or strike a balance between it and now.
This week I'm incredibly excited to announce that I'm working on a poetry chapbook! Here's what I can tell you about it right now, and what's to come.
A love letter to water, to playing pooh sticks in the stream on our road as a child, and to the chance to pass those memories on to future generations.
There are a lot of things that my anxiety means I can't do - and it turns out driving might be one of them. Let's talk about trauma, limits, and necessity.