A couple of days ago Andy showed me a photo of Lodz in Poland, which is pronounced Woodge. I'd never heard of it before but it looked amazing so after a quick search I sort of accidentally booked a flight there. It's not until the end of September so I have plenty of time to... Continue Reading →

A curtain of blonde hair. Not one of them out of place and never a bad hair day. A colourful wardrobe where pink Wellington boots went perfectly with a leopard skin dress and a red hat. An endless smile, big blue eyes, an envied figure. She listened but never told secrets. In a time of... Continue Reading →

Why don't you speak? Too scared. Easier to say nothing. Eyes down watching an invisible spek of dirt on the carpet. Chest hurting from held breaths. Here but not really here. Children should be seen and not heard.

This photo was taken last year. I look happy and well but it's amazing how a smile hides the pain. I wasn't in a good place when this was taken. I was depressed and very anxious, suffering from panic attacks and struggling to fix myself. Physically I was in good shape, as in I was... Continue Reading →

Turn my world around. Another day, another song lyric, this time Lola's Theme that I happened to hear playing today. It was on in the background when I was talking to someone and I paused to listen because I am a different person. When I look back to last year I pretty much lost the... Continue Reading →

A few things to tell you. If you are anyway squeamish don't read the last paragraph... Firstly I'm off the antidepressants. I have been since I came back from Auschwitz. I figured if I could do that on my own without any issues I'd see how I went without them. I also felt, for me,... Continue Reading →