Why didn’t I say something?

A couple of days ago, I saw the Great Scot had posted on Facebook, for the first time in over a year. He had shared a post about the lead singer of the band Frightened Rabbit, who was missing. Fuck. I thought. I googled Frightened Rabbit, a Scottish band I quite like, and the Great…

Dropping the struggle with contradiction

A few months ago, when I was struggling to get over the Whippersnapper, I downloaded a self-help app called Mend. It’s designed to help people get over breakups. As a therapist, I half-expected I’d pour scorn over it and focus on how I could have designed it better, but actually, it was bloody good. One…

Whatever happened to…

Here are some updates – guys I wrote about who have come back out of the woodwork, or ones where I realised I neverĀ  said how it ended. James This is the guy I was friends with in 2011. We slept together a few times and I think he quite liked me, but I had…

The legacy of exes

Have you ever had a boyfriend or girlfriend, and felt like their ex cast a shadow over your relationship? It can feel like you’re living with a ghost. Even if they don’t want to get back together, the ex can still feel like an unbeatable rival. I’ve got two stories about this. The first was…

James and all his penises

Recently, I met up with my friend, Ruth, for the first time in ages. Ruth is a legend – a bit unreliable but infinitely supportive and compassionate, and hilarious. We met when I was her supervisor, several years ago.  Recently, she said “being friends with you is like the bit in the Wizard of Oz,…

The Swimming Pool incident

This week I’ve been feeling absolutely rubbish, especially today. I feel like a little mouse and depression is a cat that’s had me in her teeth today, after chasing me all week. (Image – Pixabay). All week, if you’d asked me what mood I was in, I would’ve said I was fine, or just a…