Today I woke up to an array of texts from across the globe checking if I was ok. I had yet to find out why. I had yet to find out that I would be grateful I woke up at all. I called my parents to find out why they were asking me if I … Continue reading A day of strange sorrow and fierce pride.
I love me, I’m awesome. I am comfortable with my own company. I have to be, I live alone. I am comfortable to take myself out for food or to the cinema and in this very modern world these things are lauded as the ultimate in confidence. So why is it that when I do … Continue reading Self-love