Tag: Thoughts

  • Sex work

    Sex work

    Hard to admit this

  • Invisible

    Invisible

    Sometimes I wish I had the ability to be invisible

  • Ghosts of stories past

    Ghosts of stories past

    When I was a teenager, I wanted to be an artist, I always felt like someone was watching me and I drew hundreds of similar images with the hope one day i would either be worthy or be consumed. Neither has happened – but I am still trying.

  • Acknowledging Grief

    Acknowledging Grief

    Grief is such an isolating feeling. It at times, feels like it encompasses all of you. It manifests on levels you never imagine possible. I spent most of my time living in the grief, before I realised I the security it provided me, the validation. It took me years to acknowledge the effects this perspective…