I am writing this blog while trying to get over the tail end of some kind of flu. I’ve been sat in a boiling hot bath, uncomfortable as hell trying to sweat out all of the toxins. That’s kind of like what my blog is to me- A hot bath that is almost unbearable to …
Suicide – Ten years later
Today is the ten-year anniversary of my mothers suicide. It's been a few months since I finished grieving. My grief didn't come immediately and it didn't come at once. I shoved it down with so many different things, some you will have read about and some... not yet. Three years ago, I wrote this. It's …
The rocky start of my Newcastle life
I started writing yet another post about Squaddie, then I stopped, then started again, then stopped. At first, I considered that I might be resisting because it was still painful but I couldn’t find any truth in that. My gut was definitely not agreeing. Then I realised, I am resisting because I’ve discussed it to …
Self Preservation to Self Love 