Swimming in the rain

“Do you want to go for a swim in the rain?” flashed on to my phone screen. I was sitting at my desk, dry and cosy, listening to the constant dripping on my tin roof. The least sensible thing to do seemed to head outside to get wet. Yet it was also the thing that sent...

The blessing in a black eye

I recently experienced my first black eye. Before you presume, no, I wasn’t bashed, nor was I in a car accident or on a sporting field. Rather I was sleeping in a strange bedroom where I’d somewhat stupidly decided to leave the door half open. Can I emphasise: NEVER...

My place or yours?

I used to spend a lot of time in other people’s heads. Usually they were boyfriends, work colleagues, close family or friends; sometimes they were acquaintances or even strangers I’d only met once. Mostly, I went in there because I wanted to know what they...

A sacred place just for us

Please, please, open the door, I pleaded, experiencing my first ever panic attack as my best friend remained locked away in the bathroom with my precious diary. I was just 16 years old and already planning the suicide letter I’d leave my parents. If he read my...

How honest are our conversations?

Spend a day asking people how they are and you’ll probably be able to count the responses on your one hand: good, busy, well, ok and fine. Personally, I’m a third generation I’m fine’ girl. Once when I mentioned to a friend that my grandmother...

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