This Friday will mark six weeks since I had surgery and as I am writing this it has been nine weeks since I last threw up. I made a post about the possibility that I may have achalasia in February but at that stage I hadn't been through any tests, I hadn't been diagnosed and… Continue reading Achalasia
pride prʌɪd/ noun a feeling of deep pleasure or satisfaction derived from one's own achievements, the achievements of one's close associates, or from qualities or possessions that are widely admired. I got my end of year results today. When I opened them my first thought was 'oh. I didn't get any overall As this… Continue reading Pride
When I was five years old I married my Dad. In my 'forever friends' baby blue bedroom I walked up the aisle alongside my bed, fully certain that he was the only man I would ever have of importance in my life. My young self saw so much because of him; London city at night,… Continue reading ‘Father’s Day Post’
Last May I had a bit of a breakdown about how I had never gotten my degree and how I had never anticipated that I would be in my mid-twenties with no career and no experience that could help me get on that path. I have always been driven and academic, I was the 'smart… Continue reading Journey to Education
I remember learning about propaganda when I was around 14 in relation to Hitler and the second world war. I thought it was crazy that people actually let such atrocities occur and they didn’t even see what was happening around them. I never thought that propaganda would be something that I would ever need to… Continue reading If you really do ‘Love Both’ you will get this….
I don't usually enjoy Valentine's Day, I don't like the rushing around to buy things for someone you're supposed to love everyday of the year, just because someone decided to make a special day for it, and it makes a load of money for the corporations. I also suck at receiving presents! The first card… Continue reading Love Day!
I am finding it hard to put into words what I'm about to, but I want to, for myself and for anyone who, like me, needs someone to relate to, to help them understand what their body is doing to them. It is also for anyone who looks at me and thinks that I am… Continue reading It’s not an Eating Disorder