In life we will always experience “no’s”. People will tell us we can’t do things, we shouldn’t do them, we aren’t capable of doing them. What do you do when all you get is “no”? Read More
Sometimes I get wrapped up in a blanket of sadness. It’s not a nice, comfortable blanket. It’s not a knitted blanket from my Nana. It’s not a Sunday on the couch blanket. It’s an itchy blanket, a fire blanket making sure no oxygen can sneak under it. Read More
So a lot of my close friends know that I am currently going through an identity crisis. It is said by Erik Erikson (who clearly had experienced identity issues with a name like that…) that between the age of 13 and 19 we begin asking who we are, what we are capable of and what we are supposed to do. If you’re dealing with trauma during those developmental years, which a lot of us are, developing an identity is trumped by staying alive. So what happens when you get to the age of 23 and don’t know who you are?
Why are you here? I can only assume that you’re either my mum, one of my dear friends, or you accidentally clicked this link instead of a Buzzfeed article that will tell you what kind of breakfast cereal you are. If you’re the latter, please link me the quiz in the comments! Read More