All Shall Be Well

“The unknown is the only place where we find out what we’re truly made of.” – Josh Radnor Today I received some perilous financial news. Not for the first time recently. And yet today, in the midst of uncertainty and difficulty, I feel free. I...

I Am Free

For a long time I’ve talked about sharing my story. Of writing a memoir about my childhood trauma, it’s impact on me, and my recovery and healing. People who love me have told me, with the best of intentions, that I need to stop living in the past. That telling this...

(Not) Deficient

Today I received a letter from a medical professional. It read that they believed I was on the autistic spectrum, and recommend I take formal tests to confirm this. It wasn’t a full diagnosis. But it was as close as it gets without one When I read this letter,...

Airbrushing

In my last post I wrote about mundane I deemed my own life to be. That wasn’t an emotional, depressed assessment. In a way it disturbed me more because it wasn’t. I’d gone beyond emotion, pity, despair, to just acceptance of how my life was, is, and would always be....

Prisons

When I returned to blogging, the whole thing was write a bit about our lives. And if I’m honest, that’s always freaked me out. I’m terrified to write about my actual life. I don’t have kids. I’m not married nor do I have a partner. I haven’t got the life I desired,...

Writing From A Sofa

< I’m sitting here on my lunch break, showing up to write. I’m trying to find the fun in writing again. The simple joy of writing my life. As I write this on my phone, delving inside myself to try and find the words, it strikes me how scary this can be....