The other day my grandmother was telling me about her career back in the day, and how she had studied so hard, and worked so much in her younger days. I sensed a tone of sadness and regret, so I asked her why she stopped working, when she enjoyed it…

There’s been a lot of discussion about the word “womxn” in the last few years. There’s articles on the internet about how inclusive it is, and plently that will tell you not to use the word at all. I stumbled across the word womxn when I was writing my book…

Being an entitled woman in a patriarchal world can be really confusing sometimes. the other day somebody said “love aside, if a wife refuses to have sex with her husband he will eventually cheat, won’t he? After 6 months, or a year, or 2 years… there will come a time…

*trigger warning* I haven’t written in the last 2 days, because exhuaution got the best of me. Maybe also because I asked myself… is anyone even reading this? I’ve been staying up nights and sleeping days — somehow the house just feels more calm, more mine. There’s no food being…

Last night Rahul picked me up from my chair at 3 am and asked me to dance with him… the dance, within seconds became about how petrified I felt of where we were heading… i’d dreamt about this you know, us – dancing, drinking wine, with our favourite tunes playing…

Most blog’s start on day one — not mine though, mine starts from when my brain shuts down and I no longer know what to do except to just write down my thoughts. In a first world country, self isolation may often mean people are home alone — completely alone…maybe…

I have been finding it really hard to put my thoughts into words. It’s often confusing and confronting and difficult to address the abuse or the sexism you have faced, but haven’t had the courage to publicly address for so long. Like most other victims/survivors, I blamed myself for a…

All of us have a story. Some consider it worth sharing, others prefer to keep it to themselves. Some of us heal by sharing our lives and experiences with others in need; I guess that’s the category I fall in. A conversation I had with a young girl at a…

I use to make jokes about how ‘If Men had Periods…’ they’d probably gloat about it. The conversations all over house parties and Pubs would consist of a bunch of boys standing in groups, and instead of talking about their workout routines and baseball games, once every month they’d be…