One of my hidden talents is purchasing good books on a whim. By this I mean; something I’ve never heard of, something written by an author I don’t know, something I wouldn’t be searching for in a bookstore.
On a rare afternoon of not looking after my daughter (she was being babysat by her uncle and auntie), my SO and I took the opportunity to walk around the nearby city, taking a break from being parents and instead just being ourselves, together.
Trigger warning: suicide and suicidal thoughts Recently I was gifted a £40 Amazon gift card as a thank you for taking part in a survey about image-based sexual abuse (or Revenge Porn, as you may know it). I spent most of the £40 on things for my daughter, but also decided on a little treat […]