It’s taken 33 years for me to realise that I’m a pushover. I seriously dislike confrontation and I’ve always been happy to let other people choose what we should do or be flexible about my plans to suit other people. … More When you finally learn to set boundaries
Next year I’ll turn 30. As I enter the last year of my twenties, I find myself to be more reflective than usual, more inwards-looking and, honestly, more depressed. There’s something about 30 that just feels so much more momentous than any other age I’ve reached. No-one thus far has been any help in putting … More Am I a fuck-up at 30?
It’s hard to quantify emotional abuse to people who’ve never experienced it. The insidious, subtle way it washes over you rendering you dull and lifeless – the first sign is often “I used to be so fun, what’s happened to me?” If you’re asking yourself that question, and you genuinely have no idea how it … More Emotional Abuse – What Does It Look Like?