I was honestly hoping and in fact, I'd planned to have an early night ahead of my last week at work...but it's 1:09, I'm wide awake and my heart is pounding so hard I think it might burst.
I have taken the "new year, new me" quite literally.
I refuse to apologise this year for putting my health first.
I look back on 2017 & it’s helped shape 2018.
I can't remember the last time I was this angry.
As it stands, I feel I get more love from Twitter.
"How to be happy" at Stylist Live 2017
Advice needed to assisting a busy, forgetful brain.
Therapy will be coming to an end as of March 2018 due to funding. Any advice welcome.
A letter to the "man" who sexually assaulted me. Please note: Trigger Warning