What is true love? Is it 'liking' every social media post your significant other uploads? Taking gym selfies? Posting romantic quotes or getting wasted together and making absurd Snapchat stories? Or, is it staying private and genuinely enjoying eachothers' company, making plans and life decisions together without people having an unwanted say or opinion? If … Continue reading I Solemnly Swear To Keep My Next Relationship Private
I'm not here to slag off all social media, because, well, it does serve a good purpose, sometimes. But when you become addicted to social media, like I did, it becomes a little bit of a problem and it affects your mental and, in my case, physical health too. Not only has it affected my … Continue reading How Social Media Made Me Anti-Social
Over half of the population will be in a toxic relationship at least once in their life. That's kind of a shitty statistic, isn't it? So the chances of your "King" or "Queen" being a narcissistic bellend are, actually, uncomfortably high. Myself, along with many others, have been unlucky enough to experience an extremely toxic, … Continue reading 12 Ways To Detoxify Yourself After Being In A Toxic Relationship
I’m about to hit a “perfect parent”‘s nerve here, but to be quite frank, I’m way past the point of caring. I do not give a fuck. No fucks given whatsoever. If you’re a mum, you’re probably on a mum’s advice page on Facebook, right? I am, too. I asked a fair question and I … Continue reading I Gave Up Being A Mother To Indulge Myself
Dear Diary, Last night was difficult - the baby woke up crying for a bottle and briefly woke me up too. I woke my partner and then pretended to be asleep, so she'd have to deal with her. I fell back to sleep within seconds, but I'm so knackered. I'm sure she's fine, she's used to … Continue reading A Day In The Life Of A Lazy Father
Dear ex, It's been a while now since I left you. We didn't end on good terms, but I think we can both agree that you were (and still are) an absolute cunt. Remember those times I'd sob in bed and you'd tell me to shutup? I was scared to look in the mirror some … Continue reading Thank You To The Man Who Nearly Destroyed Me
"It was the eve of Christmas... ...Father Christmas was gathering all of his presents to put in to his sleigh to deliver to all of the nice girls and boys. One by one, he jumps down the chimneys and leaves the presents neatly under the Christmas tree, before eating his mince pie, drinking his glass … Continue reading Father Christmas and The Cardboard Chimney
Not all abuse is physical; emotional abuse leaves scars that are far deeper and more painful.
A fifteen minute procedure, a lifetime of guilt.