Stories
My ramblings
My ramblings
I will never forget the moment I heard the words. They weren’t even spoken to me directly, but they cut me in a way I can’t describe. Hearing how another woman had future fat-shamed my daughter by saying, “What if… Continue reading
My dishevelled mind hovers, like a hesitant friend who doesn’t know what to say. I’m here to write a letter, or maybe just pretend to. I’ve written many unsent letters over the years. So, here I am, just me, my… Continue reading