Kiri finally learns to drive, John is a superhero.

A Sense of Place, a photographic journey to find my home.

A couple of days ago a beautiful human being lost his life to cancer. He was the absolute kindest person you could ever meet, a truly gentle

I know. It sounds odd and a quite a lot wanky. But I mean it. I am finally going to learn to love myself. And I’m going to date my friends.

I’m feeling really anxious. I’ve had an amazing few days with F, and that was brilliant, and I have been making great steps forward in...

Scrolling through my Instagram this morning, and up popped something that really resonated with me. These are from...

I can’t remember my teenage bedroom. I can’t remember my childhood bedroom. My memories are like floating bits of dreams, haphazard and...

This post has been on my mind for months. It’s probably one of the most difficult that I will write. But one of the most important - it...

I’ve had a much better day today. I spoke to my friend yesterday evening, and we sorted everything out. He was really sorry that he’d...

I’m dithering about posting this. But if you’re reading then I guess I bit the bullet and hit that button. After a brilliant day...

5am and I’m awake, thoughts running around my head like they are a party of five years olds who’ve just discovered an unattended bowl of swe

I want the sea to wash away the pain. I wrote a poem when I was a teenager. The only thing I’ve ever written like it. But the words have s

I had a strange dream the other day. It was about a guy that kissed me a very long time ago.

Well, I stopped crocheting for a while. I just picked it up again today but my heart hasn’t been in the right place the last few days

I trusted you. You were my friend. I told you things I’ve never told anyone else. And then you abandoned me and lied to me.

Now first up I don’t want to make things worse with my genetic family than they already are.

My new boobs are two years old. Perky for life! I’d like to start to celebrate them a bit more. Because so far they’ve been a right pain.

I don’t want to hide my shitty behaviour. I value so much the support of my school peers and my friends.

I see you. But not in a creepy way, or a way that you're used to - men wanting a piece of you.

It’s a work in progress but I’m learning to try and figure out what it is I want to do, vs what I should do.