Living flat and recovery after breast cancer
I write every day. Not on this blog, but in a notebook. I journal every morning, pouring out whatever I’m feeling and documenting my life and, as it turned out, the pandemic. I love getting everything out of my head and on to the page. It frees me up for the day. Or it used … Continue reading Reality
What to do to commemorate the third anniversary of my breast cancer diagnosis? It's today, by the way - 22nd January 2019. I decided to celebrate, rather than commemorate. I celebrated being alive and being one of the lucky 1 in 8. I celebrated life and family and flowers. I celebrated by getting inked. A … Continue reading No tits and a tat
Anger is fuel. We feel it and we want to do something. Hit someone, break something, throw a fit, smash a fist into the wall, tell those bastards. But we are nice people, and what we do with our anger is stuff it, deny it, bury it, block it, hide it, lie about it, medicate … Continue reading The one about anger
