When I got home this afternoon there was a letter waiting for me. A letter inviting me to make an appointment for my very first cervical screening. At first, I was full of dread at the thought of the uncomfortable Speculum but then the more I thought about it and the more it set in, … Continue reading Life’s little reminders…
Feelings are not right or wrong. They just are. I have been having a series of "bad day's" lately. As I have mentioned before, for me, writing it all down helps. So, rather than continuing to bottle it all up to the point where it becomes the heavy weight I'm dragging around, I am going … Continue reading Bad Day
This post is a pretty big deal for me as this month commemorates exactly one year since I started writing my blog! I know, time flies. On that note, let's take it back a year and review... When I first started writing/blogging/possibly over sharing... I was in a dark place. I was living my first … Continue reading My First Year of Self Expression
"But I must admit I miss you quite terribly. The world is too quiet without you nearby" - Lemony Snicket The death of a loved one is a curious thing. What's more curious though, are the things I found myself clutching onto. I don't know about the rest of you who have experienced a loss, … Continue reading The Bus Pass
"I dreamt about you near me every night this week How many secrets can you keep 'Cause there's this tune I found that makes me think of you somehow when I play it on repeat..." As of late I have wrote a lot about my past relationships, I find this almost helpful in a lot … Continue reading Do I wanna know?
Next month marks the the anniversary of my break up therefore it will mean I have been a single white female for one whole year. Crazy, I know. Now this is the truth, the whole truth or so help me God. First of all it hasn't been easy. Sometimes, far from it. I spent last … Continue reading My favourite fruit are Lemons or didn’t you know?
We met when I was a teenager, it was a cold night in January and I had recently gone through a break up as well as calling it quits with "the man from seven years ago". My self esteem was pretty low and he took an interest. I remember him looking at me from across … Continue reading That wasn’t love, that was just hope.