A poem about how pain can feel like it takes over your identity. Written in a flare. Any Spoonies who can relate, please make yourself known in the comments!
One of the best things that has happened to me since leaving full-time education is that I have rediscovered the joy of reading. In this extended piece, I look back on the books of 2016 and how they reflect my personal growth.
As a self-identifying Ravenclaw, when my colleagues first drew attention to my Hufflepuffly qualities, I was a little - well, deflated. Then I took the Pottermore test (which everyone knows is LAW), and by Merlin's Beard, it came up with the same results. Hufflepuff. The blooming badger, for crying out loud.