Why I’m still heartbroken over my father’s death nearly a decade on.

Yesterday marked 8 years since my father’s passing and I actually managed to go to his grave for the second time which was supremely emotional as it always feels so concrete that he’s not with us anymore.

I wrote this sort of messy stream of consciousness for Hate Zine for Luisa earlier this year for the Death issue and wanted to share it as I also feel we need to do more as a society to honour dying as it’s so mind-bendingly life altering.

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Can you believe I was scared to post this pic of my face? 👩🏽

I was scared of being judged (for a hot minute). Of feeling like people would think I was a poser, that I was full of myself, arrogant, self serving, narcissistic - you name it, I thought it. 🧠

I then had to consciously think to myself when I put this photo up as part of my stories last week, that it didn’t matter. I was just having fun posing with my new short, darker hair and after some truly wrong photos, this one emerged and I liked it. It felt bold and fearless. 💇🏽‍♀️

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