The Hollowing
This week has hollowed me out. Tilly came back from her holiday and kept me…
The Starlit Wall
Before: For years, this wall sat half-done — pale, textured, tired. The holes in it…
The Crash.
Sunday night was great, we ate too much, laughed just enough, and I finally met…
An hour to myself – Sunday part i
It’s Sunday, and I woke up feeling… not new, not refreshed, just slightly less wrecked…
Bloodied Fingers
It’s Saturday night and I feel hollowed out, I’m heavy and numb and sore. This…
Navigating love when co-parenting feels like warfare
No one tells you how love can feel like war. Not loud, not explosive— but…
The first day…again
Two months ago, Joel found out he was being made redundant. He took it in…
🖤 The Edge, the magic and the silence that ended it
It didn’t last—but for a moment, it was everything. Thursday nearly broke me. Friday almost…
The Day I Nearly Broke in a Toilet at Work
I cried in a toilet cubicle at 9:40am. Not delicately. Not like in the movies.…
A different kind of Sunday
Today was a different kind of Sunday. Not our usual rhythm, not the familiar comfort…