My Name is Stephanie And I’m a Control Freak.
I wake up in the morning and open my notebook to a new page. Being left-handed, I write on the…
Thoughts
Thirty-Three.
“You’re gonna be the age Jesus was when he died. Wild. Happy Birthday tho.” My Mum I’m shaft-deep into this…
Do People Still Read Blogs Anymore?
Picture the scene. It’s 2013 and you’ve just come home from work. After having your dinner and chilling out (or…
Welp. We Did It, Joe.
I’ve always abhorred Love, Actually. The Notebook? An abysmal piece of cinema. When Harry Met Sally? Never heard of her….
How Getting a Fertility Test Allowed Me To Be Kinder to Myself
[Trigger warning: baby loss] I knew that I wanted to be a Mother at the age of 18. Coming from…
Dissociative Identity Disorder and Me.
If I had a pound for every time I had tried to start this post only to end up deleting…