Back in December 2020, I tripped and fell into Bullet Journal Instagram. As someone with a creative streak I don’t indulge in nearly often enough and a crippling need for order and organisation, I’d found the answer to a question I didn’t realise I was even looking to answer. I knew, then and there, that I needed to join the Bullet Journal revolution.
Read MoreWhen I was at school sex education was a bit dry, pun intended. It didn’t really talk about pleasure, it just scolded us, made us afraid of getting pregnant or getting the clap.
Read MoreThe boy and I remained close friends for years. He was perturbed and irritated by the fact that I was now apparently a lesbian, partly because he believed it made his already poor social standing significantly worse. He once told me that he had never mentioned my new relationship to his dad because it would make him look 'less of a man'. He was convinced that other boys and men would assume he was in some way inadequate and had therefore 'turned' me.
Read MoreAll that my parish priest had done with people’s donations, though, is cover the crucifix in gold. I wasn’t quite sure how that would work, but probably Jesus would feel flattered and improve the fate of the poor around the world. So either Aunt Gianna really hoped for the best, or she liked to fool herself.
Read MoreThe raucous scream of gulls, wheeling overhead, fighting over scraps of left-over sandy picnics. Well, that’s what I first thought of when I thought about “My Favourite Childhood Memory”, but then I realised that memories are very much like when someone asks you what your favourite song is.
Read MoreWhenever I think about what I want for my kids, after the obvious things like good health and happiness, it’s that they have a best friend. I mean, a proper best friend.
Read More“Is your hair real”? That question could stop me dead in my tracks.
Like people had a right to ask me such a personal question.
Read MoreThe point of this article is to be candid about recreational drug use because, if we’re honest, drugs are everywhere.
Read MoreThere are women out there, living alone or who have children, and who are still struggling, each and every day with making ends meet financially as a big chunk of their salary is being taken up by the cost of rent.
Read MoreSo, if monogamy is so widely accepted as ‘normal’, default, and plastered all over the media (who else watched The One?), why are open relationships so attractive to some?
Read MoreThis in itself seems to me both misguided and somewhat patronising. How are we to judge what an acceptable level of interest in politics is before you are knowledgeable enough to include such a disclaimer?
Read MoreI can’t remember the exact moment we first met, I guess that has something to do with being so much older now and memory fading over time but I do know that Rob has been in my life since we were young.
Read MoreFor me, my happiest moment wasn’t a stand alone event, it was one moment that crystallised and encompassed years of happiness between me and my best friends.
Read MoreI didn’t know how to start the conversation so I cleared my throat and said, ‘Are you ok?’ There was a slight movement of her head as her eyes peeked at me between the top of her head and the linked arms.
Read MoreBut, how was that first meeting? Was it love at first sight? What of the courting and bedazzling that came to pass between these two single souls living in London?
Read MoreI wish I’d known how the actions of my aunts and uncles affected my mum and dad. It must have been painful for them. If they had bowed to pressure and stayed away from our wedding, which I know anecdotally lots of parents have done (including two of my friends’), it would have broken me.
Read MoreI sat down for a virtual chat with Actress, turned CEO, turned Author Julia Goodman to find out: what does success look like at 70? I intended to discover what creates a woman as fierce as Julia, and how younger women like me can pursue success with the same focus.
Read More“Is it dangerous to admit that I’m feeling relaxed?” he asked. “This feels too good to be true”.
The happiest memory with my family? Perhaps it should be something sensational, the kind of memory that comes with a fanfare of trumpets, bursts of fireworks and a collage of photogenic smiles to line the kitchen wall.
Read MoreWe let the news digest. I was officially autistic now. For my partner, I think it was something new to add to my list of difficulties. For me, it was a weight off my shoulders. I was relieved. I was understood.
Read MoreHappiness has lots of meanings. We are happy if there we have safety and security in our lives, and we’re happy in the deepest way when we feel a sense of belonging and connection with one another, and with the beautiful world around us. We are happy if we have a sense of purpose and meaning and as a parent to adopted six-year-old twins, currently, there is no greater purpose.
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