It’s time to fess up and say sorry! Pretending to be a superwoman, I’m juggling work, friends, family and dating with one hand whilst the other craves to return to … Continue reading Where have I been?
I’ve no scars as proof to show you, but I’ve suffered from mental health. The memories of self-torture and pity as a teen still haunt me. The failed attempts to … Continue reading The Play Of My Summer
I’m slightly touchy when it comes to theatre and mental health. Imagine yourself on a tightrope, you focus ahead – don’t you dare look down, your legs tremble even more … Continue reading My People, My Places and My Things