Not a fan of tough love

August 27, 2018 “I’m just giving you tough love because I care” Well. Care enough then, to shut your mouth. And keep it closed. Thanks. As you can see, I’m not a fan of ‘tough love’. I think when you love someone – it shouldn’t hurt. It shouldn’t feel like someone is taking a jackhammerContinue reading “Not a fan of tough love”

Bad Dates 3, 4 & 5…

Date 3: A guy about my age with longish, scraggly hair, a t-shirt I suspect was made from hemp and old, worn jeans met me at my favourite park for our date – a walk in the park and maybe drinks after. We’d see how we went. I can’t remember his name, but we’ll goContinue reading “Bad Dates 3, 4 & 5…”

Bad Dates #2

I decided I’d give dating another go and agreed to meet “Gavin” at a popular waterfront bar in East Perth. We shook hands and I tried not to compare this Gavin to the only Gavin I’d ever encountered before – an abusive man who had robbed me of happiness – and sunlight – for overContinue reading “Bad Dates #2”

The time Aliens were meant to show up :)

There I was, sitting on a bus heading around the city. We have free buses that each do a long loop around the city – they’re called “Cat” buses for some reason and I love catching them because I can cruise around Perth’s prettiest places in air-conditioned comfort. So good. Anyway. I was on theContinue reading “The time Aliens were meant to show up :)”

Between the lines

My memoir is a careful tightrope balance between speaking my truth and protecting those I love…or in all honesty – trying not to be bollocked by my parents for telling the world their secrets. So I won’t write about my Dad being a raging alcoholic or my Mom buying, selling, growing and smoking marijuana allContinue reading “Between the lines”

Falling in love with you

Matt was the first person I truly fell in love with. I remember we were at Youth group, surrounded by our friends and I couldn’t help but look over at him. Peircing blue eyes and black hair, a goofy smile with thick lips and white skin. It was the first time I wanted someone. OurContinue reading “Falling in love with you”

Families and Food

There is something really special about food. It brings people together. I think my happiest memories with my family or my beloved friends feature food somehow. There is something deeply comforting and heart-warming about getting together to share a meal. Whenever I’d stay over at Gracie’s, her loud, shouty, expressive Italian family would make meContinue reading “Families and Food”