I’m coming to you live from the living room floor.My whole life feels as though it has been one long and continuous battle with my body. It’s been bigger, smaller, rounder, leaner, plumper…Mar 11, 2021Mar 11, 2021
An Open Letter to Job ApplicationsIs there anything in this world more demoralizing that online job applications? I mean seriously, you do want people to apply for your…Mar 11, 2021Mar 11, 2021
The Joy of Cargo PantsDespite the triteness of the assertion, I’m finding that it’s hard to change anything these days. Change the bedding, change the bins, and…Mar 11, 2021Mar 11, 2021
The Reluctant PoetI don’t think I want to do this anymore. I’m not sure why I started this in the first place. A very close and very loved friend of mine…Dec 14, 2020Dec 14, 2020
Ripe For The PickingSo I recently redownloaded tinder against all of my better judgement, and I’m not enjoying it. Not only do I feel like a massive cow…Dec 14, 2020Dec 14, 2020
Late Twenties Panic SyndromeThis week I turned twenty seven, and it was just like every other. Has anybody ever really felt another year older because the clock…Dec 14, 2020Dec 14, 2020
Sunday Guilt: Insight Into Regretful LaxityThere are a lot of things that I dread about Monday, one of them is waking up and yet I still manage to do so. For a start there’s the…Aug 19, 2020Aug 19, 2020
Baby David: And How I Miss HimI’m a big fan of carrying my very own personal crucifix up the hill, and yes before you ask, I do think my problems are bigger than yours.Aug 19, 2020Aug 19, 2020
I’m not usually one of those people that thinks of their lives in stages, or eras, I usually try…I think I popularised self-hatred way before Fleabag did. I didn’t masturbate over a priest or sleep with a best friend’s boyfriend who…Aug 19, 2020Aug 19, 2020
From Being On Fire to Downward SpiralRecently I had an idea. A creative idea, an endeavour I wanted to try out. I haven’t been creative in years, actually I don’t truly know…May 24, 2020May 24, 2020
