I bought a hat and now I feel pretty

I’ve never been that bothered about how I look. I was always happy for my mother to buy me clothes as a child (and as a teen… and as an adult…), and my fiancée now occasionally drags me shopping when my hole-filled clothes become, well, just holes. Continue reading “I bought a hat and now I feel pretty”


Oh Swear Words

I’ve decided to start blogging from my phone, as the idea of sitting in front of a big blank screen is stopping me from writing anything. Apologies in advance for any mistakes or weird formatting!

I’m not a rebel. I like rules. Rules make me feel safe. They provide structure, security.  They’re like a hug, but with words and waggling fingers. Continue reading “Oh Swear Words”