Personal Essay – Page 4

February: in review

At the risk of sounding repetitive… where did the last month go?! I know it’s easy to say that February is short but I’m not sure two or three days make quite so much difference. For me, a lot of the last twenty eight days has been whisked away with routine and rest and perhapsContinueContinue reading “February: in review”

January: in review

It doesn’t feel like a month has really passed since my last blog but apparently we’re one month into 2018 already. I feel a little like I missed it somehow – lost in hibernation – but, when I took the time to reflect, this month has been quite productive afterall. December wasn’t my finest monthContinueContinue reading “January: in review”

2017: A year in review

So, 2017 has been quite a year, hasn’t it? It’s certainly one of the more surreal in recent memory and one of the most disheartening on a global scale. On a personal level, this year has been challenging, as a fresh flare of my M.E has largely dominated the last twelve months. However, as difficultContinueContinue reading “2017: A year in review”

2017: A year in writing

As December settles in (and with today’s snowfall it seems to be doing so quite heartily) a period of reflection often follows. I’ve been beginning to think about what I want 2018 to look like, as well as taking some time to look back at what this year has held. I have a separate postContinueContinue reading “2017: A year in writing”

It’s #TimeforUnrest

“There were moments where I wondered if this was a good idea,” my friend Jodie said as the screening ended. “I was worried about what you might be feeling watching it.” We were sat in the biggest screen at the BFI last night after a preview of the award-winning documentary “Unrest”. The film, which centresContinueContinue reading “It’s #TimeforUnrest”

On being a girl

I don’t recall being particularly aware of sexism when I was younger. I had the fortune of growing up with the combination of a female dominated household and an all girls’ secondary school, where no feat was deemed beyond us, so long as we worked hard enough. It was at university that I first beganContinueContinue reading “On being a girl”