Content warning: references to suicide, sexual harassment, assault, rape, PTSD, intimate parner violence Against my better judgment, I recently decided to start watching the second season of “13 Reasons Why”. The first season was a struggle to watch and sparked off a massive panic attack and PTSD relapse – by
“So I guess it’s any day now,” “Actually, I have another trimester to go.” “Really?!!?! Wow.” Yes, this was a real exchange that occurred in the kitchen at my workplace. Sounds innocent doesn’t it. I’ve been working as a digital professional for over 10 years, I am well read, I
Ok so… After a really tough couple of months, and a very tough week last week, I want to open up and be honest about possibly my biggest secret. People will know me as a happy, optimistic (and hilariously funny) person. People regularly tell me that they “couldn’t do what I
At the start of this year I made a New Years resolution: I will not have a boyfriend this year. And I know how that sounds. A bit commitment-phobe. A bit mid-life crisis. A bit, dare I say, slutty. But it was actually much more than that. I’ve always been
I wanted to write a whole new post about this stuff, but there’s something symbolic about posting something I wrote and was too scared to put online a year and a half ago. I wrote this late one night in late October 2014 when I couldn’t sleep because I had all
Ok, here goes. I wasn’t going to get suckered into this, but here I am. You must all know the base story, so I looked further into it… There is a worryingly large group of *straight men* (cos women and homosexuals aren’t welcome) who follow this fool, Roosh V, who created
I brush on this topic time and time again, but with recent events it’s officially time to dedicate a full blog to it. Standing up to sexist abuse. At the end of last month, popular Australian feminist writer Clementine Ford called out a man for sexist online abuse when
I’ve recently rejoined the masses of singles in Auckland city and have quite quickly been reminded of just how complicated it is to navigate around. Especially as a “strong, independent woman”. I’m getting flashbacks of all my failed dates, potential lovers, Tinder weirdos, ex-boyfriends, and unrequited crushes and being reminded particularly
My dear, After a lot of thought, I decided after a long and beautiful relationship, it was time for us to take a break. We had some serious ups and downs and some really amazing times together. But it was starting to feel like a toxic relationship that was having
Content warning: Rape, PTSD, sexual harassment, sexual assault, victim blaming. I didn’t know what a panic attack was the first few times I had them. They were completely out of the blue as they didn’t even come for almost 2 years after ‘the incident’ – around the middle of this