Since I left you

A couple of weeks ago now, I celebrated four years of this blog. It was such an encouraging and humbling moment. Looking back I only ever saw this as an opportunity to express myself, for myself. It was a small project to keep me stimulated during my gap year, as my life changed my blog …

Sorry day

I remember the day Kevin Rudd said sorry. I was ten, I took the day off school and watched it with my sister, my mother and my grandmother. I remember feeling conflicted. Was it a celebration? Why am I crying? I felt hopeful yes, as a man in power who looked like all of the …

Love is also;

“The greatest lie ever told about love, is that it sets you free.”― Zadie Smith, On Beauty We spend the most part of our life looking for love, asserting it, giving it to others; at times even explaining it to those around us. For as long as I can remember I've been focused on it, motivated by …

Lifeboats

I want to talk about living with mental illness. Not a poetic, romanticised picture. Not a personal log to spark empathy or pity; but what you might notice when you live with someone who struggles with their mental health. Let’s split it into stages, let’s keep it anonymous, let’s generalise a really specific and internalised …