It’s been 113 days since I last saw your face, but how many days has it been since I last saw your heart? When was the last time we connected deeply, unfearfully. When did my soul last see yours fully, no walls up, simply just showing ourselves raw, and deep and vulnerable. It’s funny how… Continue reading A Letter to Him
Being Poly isn't easy, nor conventional, nor straight forward. It is the hard way, the least traveled path and each Poly relationship is different to the next, as is each monogamous relationship. I entered into a Poly relationship with someone who said they wanted to try it, thought they didn't fit into the conventions of… Continue reading You or Me?
In the spirit of all honesty, I have literally had to consume 3 scotches before writing this blog, and not even good scotches which makes it that little bit more worse. I never in a million years would have thought I was a victim blamer. Even saying it now I'm like F**k really was I… Continue reading Victimizing
Everyone tells you when you become a parent your life changes forever, but until you do it you never really get it, you can't, it's just not possible. I remember when I found out I was pregnant unexpectedly I was half shitting myself half over the moon. I looked down at that blue and white… Continue reading What kind of person do you want to be?
I kept my heart in a box, And a fake one on my chest. They felt they knew, They thought our hearts had touched. But only you had seen, Only you knew the colour, The shape, The feel of my real heart. The box remained closed, Except for you. I opened it for you, And… Continue reading My hidden box
Chicks, Dicks and Pricks 