Latest Posts Under: Personal Essay

Using Writing As A Type Of Therapy

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I use writing to explain my thoughts, to make sense of the things that I am feeling. Lately though, I have been somewhat not able to let it all out, keeping some things to myself. This, in part, is what has made me fall a little bit out of love with my blog. I feel …

Keeping An Eye Out

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Being back in my hometown, I’m somewhat on alert whilst strolling down the high street. I look out for faces I recognise – from primary school, secondary school, old jobs – but mostly I’m wary to bump into my grandparents.

Attachment To Somebody I Have Never Met

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I care about you so much and I don’t even know you. We’ve never met face to face, I’ve never heard your voice, never even seen a photo of you. I know your first name. I know about the hard times you have had to go through. I’ve read your words.

What Happens When You Find Out You’re Having A Girl

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After a stressful short period of time worrying about when I was going to have my 20 week scan (thanks to moving), I finally got a date sorted with my new local midwife. She managed to squeeze me in just before the ‘deadline’ (20 week scans are supposed to occur between 19 weeks, 5 days …

Finding Purpose, Feeling Lost

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I don’t really know how to define myself anymore, and it’s causing some of my self-hate demons to rise again. I feel lost and in need of a purpose. Maybe I feel this way because life is happening at a lightning speed rate. A lot of major changes are about to occur (even without the pregnancy), …