Goodbye Darkness, My Old Friend

A small corner of her brain mourned. Recalled the comfort of her lost friend’s arms around her, the safe feeling of knowing they were there and there for her alone. Except they weren’t. They were there for themselves, insinuating bonds of fear and doubt,...

Push Me Pull Me

Self-care can be a funny beast. We are told, we know deep inside, that we have to practise self care in order to be our best for the world – put your own oxygen mask on first. Yet often I wonder how much of what I do is self care and how much is selfish. For...

do you see me?

What do you see when you look at me? Do you see the smile or the sorrow? The light of the eyes, the joy I bring to people’s lives, the always ready to help personality, the kindness, the empathy, the trust, love? Do you see the sadness, the pain of feeling unworthy,...