The Dangers of Praising Someone on Their Weight Loss

After a short spell of illness which caused me to temporarily lose my appetite, I lost weight which as a result, and seemingly overnight, put an end to the negative abuse I received. Instead, I was greeted with comments like “Wow, don’t you look great?’”. I remember feeling seen and acceptable for the first time. I particularly remember a comment from a friend of my brothers who remarked that I was turning from an ‘ugly duckling into a swan’.

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Flippant Flights: The Issue of Globailisation

Taking a relaxed approach is no longer acceptable in my opinion. If we want a beautiful planet to explore, we’ve got to save it. Which may mean taking fewer flights and planning holidays closer to home. If you aren’t prepared to give up your long-haul lusting then why not try and ensure your journeys are as environmentally friendly as possible; making sure there are no stopovers is one option when travelling huge distances. Websites such as ‘Skyscanner’ do the work for you and highlight the green journeys.

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OpinionGuest User
From Rome to London: Moving Countries

I have now been away from my hometown for two years, almost. You might think that at some point you get used to it, being far away. Well, not exactly. I don’t know about all of you out there, but I need some certainties in my life. Like knowing where to get a decent coffee, or which street is better to avoid when coming home at night, or which cashier is nicer in my local supermarket.

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Asexuality: An Education

Time-skip to teen years and everyone else’s crushes were starting to get a bit more practical. I had had a very generic sex-ed class at school, and I had an idea of how “all of that worked”, and while I still felt entitled to say “ugh gross” when my friends mentioned porn, I started realising not experiencing sexual attraction, especially during a literal storm of hormones, wasn’t that common. I already believed there was something wrong with me because I liked men, but this only seemed to make things more complicated.

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OpinionGuest User
Alcoholism at University

Alcohol plays an enormous part of many student lives. Freshers’ week is essentially a battleground where, after a couple of niceties enquiring where you’re from, what A-Levels you did and what you were studying, you’re sizing each other up over who can neck the most shots in 30 seconds, or who can down the dreaded dirty pint without puking before getting to the club.

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Grandpa Aubrey

This isn’t all about my dear old Aubrey and his life, the kind of man he was, and how much I and so many others will miss him. I could go on forever with that. It’s really about how moved I was on the day of his funeral… I learnt on that day that we as people adapt with the tenacity of compassion and love, by any means necessary. How we need to connect in order to survive or, more plainly, to cope.

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Modelling Coronavirus - What's Next?

Here I want to give you a bit of a flavour for the models these experts use to make their decisions. Perhaps, that’ll show you that we are not entirely flying blind. There is strong scientific backing for the steps we are taking for coronavirus, and hopefully, it will be translated into a good plan (although that’s really the job for the politicians).

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Quarantine: Step In Time

One hour of allotted time outdoors each day? Ay there’s the rub. When we have shuffled off this mortal coil - that is, out of quarantine - no doubt we’ll think back to how much shuffling we actually got done. The question on everyone’s lips: to be or not to be a pandemic-jogger.

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OpinionJessica Blackwell
Losing A Friend In Your 20's

I suppose it is to be expected that the older you get the more the dynamics of your friendship group change. People very rarely keep in touch with the friends they had when they were 18 or 19 when they are 30. But nobody tells you what it’s like when you’re only in your mid-20’s and you’re already losing touch with friends who you thought you’d have another few decades with.

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OpinionJessica Blackwell
No Such Thing As Normal

There's no such thing as a normal family. Seriously… I'd seen my real mother at various intervals over the years believing her to be my oldest sister. I never knew that her other two children were my half brother and sister - I'd always thought that they were my niece and nephew. 

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