Learning to live with migraines

I started experiencing migraines when I was around 10 years old, which means I’ve been experiencing them for about a decade now. There has been very little conclusive research into why migraines form, and so they are notoriously difficult – and subjective – to treat. I want to share some of the ways I wentContinue reading “Learning to live with migraines”

Ishiguro, Chandler, Adichie

What I’ve been reading Recently, as I’m sure you’re aware, time has been a little more free. I’m taking the opportunity to reignite my love for reading, something that – with an English degree equating reading with work – often fades. I’m reuniting with favourite authors, picking up books I bought and never got aroundContinue reading “Ishiguro, Chandler, Adichie”

Finding my purpose[lessness]

With the recent sunshine beaming down on the UK, I’ve been finding myself outside a lot: reading, writing, lounging, listening to music. I cover myself in lightweight clothing, and head into the garden. I watch the breeze brush through the bushes, the blossom drop in a puddle around the trees. I get to wear theContinue reading “Finding my purpose[lessness]”

I’m still in love with you, Lorde

It’s the summer of 2013, and we are all obsessed with that song, ‘Royals’. I’m sat in my bedroom in a house we just moved into. It’s a nice room, but I can’t help but think of my old one, my childhood one, that’s been left behind. I’m 13 (still in the midst of childhood,Continue reading “I’m still in love with you, Lorde”

Wanting to be unquantifably healthier

Disclaimer/Content Note: I talk a lot about obsessive exercise and calories in this post. I’m not diagnosing myself with anything, nor am I prescribing a perspective or attitude to have, nor am I a qualified authority on anything to do with health at all, as you’ll see below. This is just my experience, one thatContinue reading “Wanting to be unquantifably healthier”

On imperfection

I vaguely remember, when I was younger, being told by someone – a friend, or a TV show, or a YouTuber – that we should be comfortable with our quirks, because they’re the parts of us that the person we are romantically ‘meant to be with’ will love the most. The mole on your stomach,Continue reading “On imperfection”

The novel hasn’t started yet

In my denial at the prevalence of the coronavirus, I kept telling my friends that the novel hasn’t started yet. The dramatic thing that would hook the reader – the Prime Minister dying, the virus mutating after a successful vaccine and killing even those in perfect health, countries turning against one another – is stillContinue reading “The novel hasn’t started yet”

Love, love, love

In Cambridge, they say that, by the time you graduate University, you should have achieved one of the following: a First – this is the best UK grade ranking that you can graduate with a Blue – or your ‘colours’, something you can achieve by representing the University on one of its sports teams aContinue reading “Love, love, love”