Tonia’s Gift

Recent events in romantic terms have hit a nerve within me; something deep down bleeds a bit, screaming. In my frantic search for a sticking plaster I act rashly, spending money to subscribe to a dating web site. Why? Do I need this? In a bid to escape the rawness my busy, bossy brain gets […]

A Vulnerable Chemistry

31st January 2018 This week I received a shocking piece of news. A lady that I knew in AA committed suicide last weekend. This shocked me to the core, not because I was particularly close to her but because, it turns out, our mental chemistry is the same. I saw her a couple of weeks […]

Autumn

This is the “Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness” according to Keats’ rather optimistic poem. For me, it is different but, perhaps, also contains the seeds of growth. My son’s seventh birthday is imminent; I ought to say ‘close at hand’ but, for me, it has a poignancy that moans beneath the preparations with a […]

Breaking the Stigma

To begin with, I couldn’t talk about it.I was the woman, after all, who lost out in comparison to a cache of home-made porn and either a fear or an addiction to drama (or the possibility thereof). How could I tell people that I had been going out with someone who was hanging on to […]