A collaboration with Lizzie Glover-Jones. It was something I never questioned nor overthought. It didn’t even strike me as something to think about, because I was 4 – set on wearing trousers for my first day of school. My mum helped me with the buttons, giggling because I was just like a little boy. Sometimes…
I think that to be brave, you’ve got to be at least little bit scared. And there’s so much to be scared about – if you disagree, consider the things you’re too scared to admit. There’s been countless times I’ve had to be brave – one of the most memorable was when I started university…
Over time, I’ve learnt the importance of listening to my body, I mean, a lot of things are hard to ignore when they’re screaming. With Easter just around the corner, I became lenient with every routine I’ve had and it’s taken a toll on my entire being; because I only seem to realise such deterioration…
I’m definitely not the first to say that change is proper scary. Crocodiles are scary too, you know how they bite and roll their bodies to break off limbs? Think of life as that crocodile, once it bites, you’ve got to roll with it to survive – or at least to keep your limbs. Ouch….
Last week, I was forced to reflect on my identity and who I am – two things which had always been somewhat separate. I was forced to uncover how I really feel about my mixed-race heritage; spoiler – I feel great, and you should too. Being mixed-race was a huge part of who I was…
For so long, “being a bitch” was the last thing I ever wanted to be. That was until I chose to rebrand the phrase to match my mindset when I find myself stuck in the rut of people-pleasing. By using such an “in your face” turn of phrase, I feel the freedom of putting myself…
I was once told by someone that they purposely wake up earlier – even when they don’t have to – just to ‘have a day’. To them this was a throwaway comment, but to me this was poetry. It showed an awareness of current state and being. You have an existence that is entirely yours…