Disrupted Sleep Turned Me Into A Monster

I’ve alluded to this on Instagram a few times, but in the latter half of 2018 I did not sleep well. If I’m being completely honest, I haven’t slept well since October 2017, which is when I first moved in…

The Move and Needing To Chill

I really need to chill. I would say 2018 has been the most stressful year of my life, but the reality is that it’s probably only in the top three. I feel like I’ve been stressed pretty much since I…

Six Months In

We’re six months into 2018 and I’m having a bit of a rethink. I’ve really knuckled down this year, working hard on my blog and investing a great deal of time and effort in it, but the last month or…

Allowing Myself To Be Happy

I haven’t always been good at being happy. Well, that’s half the truth. A few years ago I was in a pretty bad place, yet on the surface, I appeared perfectly content. I’ve become very good at appearing happy and…

When I Lost Myself

Almost two years ago I wrote a post that was absolute bullshit. I had just broken up my ex and it was an extremely emotional time. Since it’s still one of my most read and commented posts even years later…

Making Time For Me

Regular readers will have noticed that generally, my posts go up at 8am sharp, three times a week, yet here we are at 8pm on Friday and it’s been radio silence since Monday. This is out of the ordinary to…

Creativity (By Numbers)

A week or so ago I was wandering around Fred Aldous, a Manchester icon that you should 100% visit if you’re in the city or just fancy buying a bizarre plaster cast of someone’s hand or 10,000 sheets of coloured…

Fantasies of Childhood vs Realities of Adulthood

As a child, I had a pretty clear idea of what I wanted to be when I grew up. While the career varied greatly, depending on whether I fancied being a microbiologist or an author that, I always knew the…

Two Years Of Blogging And Trolls

Two days ago, my two year blogging anniversary slipped quietly by. I didn’t mention it on Twitter, Instagram or any of my usual platforms, instead spending the day working and relaxing at home. I considered writing about it, or even…

On Mothers’ Day

Word of warning for the stone-hearted or eye-rolling types: ~emotions~ lie ahead. My Mum and brother are my best friends, but my Mum is also my hero. My Mum, younger brother and me are a very tight-knit trio, having been…

Where’s Your Head At?

I’ve been in limbo lately. Segueing between productivity and sloth, between rage and joy, between calm and anxiety. It hasn’t made a great deal of sense. I don’t know whether it’s just really ridiculous PMS, if it’s the ordinary stresses…


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