Why are we whispering?

On Saturday night I went clubbing, with a group of girls. Unfortunately, the club was not busy. The dance floor was pretty empty. The music was great, but it was pretty niche. After saying goodbye to my friends, I was faffing about with the Uber app outside the club, when I thought I want to…

Gross misconduct. The end.

OK. Forget what I said a few days ago. Everything’s changed. I am SO OVER Whippersnapper. I never want to see or hear from him ever again. This is the closest I’ve come to hating someone. I’m actually having fantasies about hurting him physically, which I’ve never had about anyone before. I’m not saying I…

Healing the third degree burns on my brain

This week in London, there was a devastating fire in a block of flats, killing many people. It has caused some political unrest in the city, so it’s all over the news and social media. A few friends texted to check I’m OK, because they knew it would make me think of the house fire…

The emotional portcullis

I’ve been terribly unhappy for a few days. I was fine one day, then the next I felt really bad. I’m OK when I’m with other people, but on my own, I can’t stop crying. It’s hard to get out of bed. I’ve had two epiphanies and one bit of bad news. Bad News On…