The Letter I Never Sent

For two years, I had the privilege of dating a wonderful young man. This is the letter I wrote him but never sent - redrafted with added years of hindsight (which, as we all know, is 20/20). It's about love, and remorse, and theft, and getting things totally, totally wrong.

2016 in Review

2016 has not been my worst year. 2014 was the year that truly taught me how to deal with feeling small. Finals, heartbreak, losing family, losing myself. As I look back on these trying times, I share what I've learned about practising gratitude and keeping hope alive.

Bright Lights, Big City

The doctor made a point of telling me he didn’t want to cause any more pain than was absolutely necessary. Which, to a chronic pain sufferer, is always one of the nicest things you could wish to hear from anyone, anytime, anywhere. Especially when your knees are spread and your knickers are halfway across the room.