If I Could Change One Thing… It’d Be the Volume of My Own Self-Doubt

What is one thing you would change about yourself? If I could change one thing about myself, I’d love to stop assuming I’m the bloody problem in every room I walk into. Honestly, it’s exhausting. I could breathe wrong and immediately think, “Well done, you’ve ruined the vibe again. Somewhere a group chat is forming.” […]

Is He an Avoidant? A Field Guide for the Newly Discarded

If you’ve landed on this post because you typed “Is he an avoidant?” into Google at 11pm after being ghosted by someone who claimed you were “different” twelve hours earlier, congratulations. You’ve arrived in exactly the right corner of the internet. I’m not here to hold your hand and sing “love and light.” I’m here […]

The Art of Belonging to Myself

What skill would you like to learn? Not crochet, not the guitar, or the mystery of a foreign language. The skill I’d actually want is something far less obvious: how to be comfortable in my own skin. Some people just seem to have it. They walk into a room, sit down at a table, and […]

I Broke the Real Tradition: Silence

What traditions have you not kept that your parents had? They passed down a few things, sure – a roast dinner on Sundays, perfectly folded laundry, and a deep, loyal commitment to never acknowledging a single emotional need. Some people inherit heirlooms. I inherited a legacy of be quiet and get on with it. The […]

The Rules I Was Never Taught

Grief doesn’t arrive politely. It doesn’t knock. It doesn’t wait until you’ve cleared your calendar or built up your resilience. It just shows up, uninvited, inconvenient, and fully expecting you to know what to do with it. But what if you were never taught? What if you grew up in a house where emotions were […]

Trying to Outrun the Blueprint

What are you most worried about for the future? Honestly? That I’ll spend the next 40 years exactly like the last 40, shrinking myself to fit into spaces that were never made for me. That I’ll never get out of the 9–5 grind, selling my soul in exchange for a wage that lines someone else’s […]

When Vintage Designer Meets Shame

If you were forced to wear one outfit over and over again, what would it be? Black leggings, because nothing screams functional adult woman who occasionally cries on her commute, like an elasticated waistband. Oversized hoodie? Absolutely essential. Preferably one that says “I’m totally fine” in Comic Sans. Trainers that carry the emotional weight of […]

How Emotional Neglect Fuels a Lifetime of Overthinking

Earlier today, I answered the daily prompt question about “what I waste the most time on” (spoiler: it’s overthinking — and you can read that little brain spiral here), and I realised something bigger was brewing underneath it all. I don’t just overthink because I’m dramatic, anxious, or can’t make a bloody decision. I overthink because […]