i don't do bad sauce passes
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will byers stan first human second
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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trying on a metaphor
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
we're not kids anymore.
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We're not really strangers...
A while back I spent a lot of money on a box of cards with way too many typos but a curious set of questions. Yet here they sit. Unused. The hopes I had of long unravelling stayed the same as most of my knitting projects, a fleeting thought. But Iāve decided to try something to get to know myself a little better. In the hopes of shaking off this ick I have for myself at the moment. Anyway.ā¦
āForget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.ā
ā Kahlil Gibran
āIn my culture, we know death intimately. In Arabic, the highest expression of love is the phrase āyaāaburneeā Translated āyou bury meā - It means āI love you so much, Iād sooner die than bury youā It was used by mothers in our lineage who were so used to losing their young in war; In my culture, we cannot talk about love without speaking deathās nameā
ā George Abraham, fromĀ āUntitledā
Where do you like to do it?
āI like to do it in the bedroom.ā āI usually do it in the showerā āSometimes I do it in the morning before I get dressedā¦ā October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month andĀ itās time to talk about boobs! I wanna know, when was the last time you checked yours?āāāāāāā A few years ago, I had a scare. I was in the shower when I felt a lump under my arm.Ā I remember checking again and thinking whatā¦
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From sad to suicidal and back.
Saturday 10 September was Suicide Awareness Day. An uncomfortable subject for many and myself, itās more important than ever to take the time to listen, reflect and learn. It could literally save a life and the utter devastation that comes with this kind of loss. When I was sick, I didnāt even realise how sick I was. The depression had crept up on me. I didnāt understand any of the symptoms Iā¦
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Here we are again.
You could say this was inevitable. Following a sexual assault, a fucked up ankle, a break up, the breakdown of two close relationships with people I spoke to pretty much everyday and a ghost. Now most of that I could deal with and process. Yeah there was some PTSD after the assault that I genuinely was surprised by. I think the mix of laughably low self esteem and sheer insistence that I wasā¦
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Say her name
Zara Aleena. 35 years old. Aspiring solicitor. A woman who walked home alone. A woman who was murdered. Iām not only sad but Iām scared. Iām terrified and Iām angry. I hate having to write things like this because itās a harsh reminder of how unjustly dangerous the world is for women. The āRoe v Wadeā news last week from America shows thereās still a large portion of society that believe womenā¦
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6 yards of magic
I havenāt worn a saree in years and I wondered if Iād even remember how to put one on. When I was about to chicken out I remembered why I wanted to wear one in the first place. I was worried if Iād left it too long Iād forget how to and how sad that would be. Itās part of my heritage and who I am. What a thing to lose over the fear of thinking it was too much or too different. Anyways. Iām gladā¦
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Bruised
How can you share something you need to talk about when youāre feeling like a burden? Talking about stuff is easier said then done when you always feel like a weight around someoneās neck.
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Such a simple thing
Such a simpleĀ thing
One of the hardest things when youāre feeling depressed is reaching out. It seems like such a simple thing to do but it feels like several small mountains to climb.Ā But Iām glad I did last night because itās so good to connect with someone about something that isnāt work, a bill or a chore.Ā In all my years of being cursed with this quiet chaos in my head, one thing has become apparent. Itāsā¦
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Welcome (back) to the dark place
Welcome (back) to the darkĀ place
Itās been a while since Iāve felt this bad. A lot has happened in the last two months. The sexual assault (Iām calling it what it is, why veil it?) and consequently the break down of four of my closest relationships. On reflection all these connections must have been doused in petrol because the spark of the trauma set my world on fire. Or so it felt. And all that was left was grief. Differentā¦
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Sounding sad
When Iām feeling down itās especially hard to talk to people at work. This morning I was told I donāt sound as chirpy. People arenāt chirpy all the time. There should be a way to let people know to message rather than call. I can hear my own miserable Eeyore-like voice ring out when I answer. Why should I have to put on a happy face? Being happy all the time? Thatās crap. Thatās not good mentalā¦
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A small small grief
A small smallĀ grief
Making friends at work is a dangerous game. I was friends with someone who I could work really well with and also just be really open and honest with. A rarity. We encouraged each other to be faboulous. Independent. Take on big conversations. Be good to ourselves. But we then had a falling out and havenāt spoken since September. Sheās leaving today and I didnāt think Iād be so sad about it butā¦
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The right name
I was sexually assaulted. At first this was difficult to say. It still is. But thereās a reason to call these things what they are. I have spent a lot of time trying to minimise this. I still do. Why? Why should I? It felt too heavy to say it. Like it would weigh down on the person I said it to. And it may have but my trying to accommodate anyone I spoke to meant I wasnāt dealing with itā¦
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Cervical Cancer Prevention Week (17 - 23 Jan)
Cervical Cancer Prevention Week (17 ā 23 Jan)
If you have a cervix you may be familiar with getting your smear test.Ā Every three years youāll be sent a letter inviting you to come in to get a smear test. I wanted to write this blog because itās important to get checked. I know we all say that but the reason we say it is because itās true. It is important. But in the words of Robin S āĀ āāāāāāāactions speak louder than words. Part ofā¦
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āYouāre always sexy. You donāt even have to tryā
āYouāre always sexy. You donāt even have toĀ tryā
I said this and waited as it hung in the air. It hovered, as if suspended between my mouth and his ears. I said it. Iād said it out loud and then held my breath waiting for some sort of reciprocation.Ā It didnāt come. I was hurt. Only a little. Aye, a small scratch as Shakespeare would put it.Ā āIām just enjoying your compliment.āĀ And he was. He was basking in it like feeling the sun on yourā¦
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Modern Mixtapes
One of my favourite songs is one that was sent to me on a whim. The sender didnāt even know the song. It was added to a playlist and itās a kind of joy and intimacy I cannot explain but Iāll try.Ā Itās something very scary to do. But it shouldnāt be. The fear of judgement is tangible when youāre sending someone a song.Ā And there are times that happens. Because youāre not always gonna have theā¦
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