Losing a parent in your twenties

Just over a year ago my life was to change forever, my beautiful mother sadly passed away. A year of heartache and gut-wrenching pain later I feel no closer to peace. Sorry to be morbid, but it’s true. The people who tell you “it gets better with time” clearly have no clue what they are talking about. What I will say is in the past 12 months I have had to grow up, fast – picking up some hard-learned lessons on the way.

I went through a range of emotions – from desperate yearning to feeling completely numb. Below are just a few things that I have experienced in the past year, many you may even disagree with. Grief is not something you can easily convey on paper, but you have to start somewhere… Continue reading


Green skies and blue fingers

With a suitcase full of thermals, snow boots and noodles, I felt prepared to face Reykjavik’s low temperatures and high prices. I was mistaken. My dewy-eyes froze as I paid £15 for a cone of chips.

Cocooned from head-to-toe in my 20kg luggage allowance, shrugging off the naysayers, my fellow believers and I began our long-shot pilgrimage to see the Northern Lights. Continue reading

She was gagging for it

“She was asking for it; she was pissed”c61b9f43e6e7978ac500ff72a2872354

“Hey baby, smile for me”

“That exam raped me”

“Na it isn’t rape if shes a sex worker”

“She said no, but I’m sure she can be convinced”

In case some of you are not aware, this is what rape-culture is.

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You’re all sluts


Slut shaming – noun – An act of making any person feel guilty or inferior for certain sexual behaviours or desires that deviate from traditional or orthodox gender expectations.

Slut shaming, along with its cousins body shaming, victim blaming and sexual bullying, are pervasive in today’s society. Social media has not only brought more attention to the problems of slut shaming, it has also made it worse. Hordes of people now hide behind their digital masks and verbally attack people on social media platforms like Twitter and Facebook.

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I’m not sexist, but…


Just stop. Stop right there.

Any sentence that starts with the words “I’m not sexist, but…” or “I’m not racist, but…” is likely to rapidly contradict itself.

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Euthanasia – To live or let die?


Mortality is the great mystery of life.

Not knowing when your time is going to run out. Curiosity, even fear, about what our precious last moments on earth will be. And who, if anyone, will be there to share them with us.

Many of us place our faith in science, medicine and religion. Ultimately though, the only thing certain about death is at some point, we will each individually succumb to it.

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This is NOT a self-help guide…

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Too much time has passed since I last wrote a blog, or anything personal for that matter. My life is consumed by my masters degree at the minute, making it impossible to write anything else. Or so I tell myself.

2015. Arguably the most challenging time in my entire 24 years on this planet.

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