The first time I ever felt truly depressed was when I was maybe about 12 or 13 – my mother presented me with a soft toy cat that made attacking noises when its paw was pressed. When I didn’t react with joy, she was really angry with me. I started to cry saying that I’d…
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The Four Years I Lost to a Bad Relationship
When I met James (not his real name), I was a deeply naïve eighteen-year-old. I had never had a boyfriend – not a proper one, anyway. I had been in one of those “we kissed once and now we hold hands sometimes” things in secondary school for a hot minute. I was preparing to go…
That Time I got Wankered and Sent Job Applications
In my mid-twenties, I became a functional alcoholic. Kind of – I wasn’t physically dependant on alcohol, I was mentally dependant. I won’t go in to why, but there had been a severe incident which believe me, gave me every reason to try and blot the pain each night. For nearly a year after said…
My Strange Relationship with Learning Music
When I started secondary school, there was a sort of open day in the music department. The music teachers showed off their instruments, hoping to lure a room of 11-year-olds into taking up their chosen subject. I was taken to the violin and the piano – for years, I had fantasised about playing both in…
My First Troll was nearly a Decade Ago
Not even a year after I finally split from an abusive relationship, I joined the website StarNow. I was 23, and already feeling like I had missed the boat on my dreams. I put a few pictures of myself up, and a video taken of my band performing at a gig a few years prior….
I Responded to a Severe Mental Breakdown by Adopting Some Softgirls
I dipped back into the world of rat ownership while still living in London, since the small living areas I was constricted to prevented me from being able to get a larger pet. Rats are sweet, clever, and need lots of love and a big cage with lots of toys plus plenty of free-roaming time…