And we lived happily ever after…. Separately.

Not many of my Instagram followers will know that by the age of 29, I had been married…. and divorced. Now I’m in a totally different place in my life, it’s not something I choose to dwell on, but it’s also something I’m not ashamed to talk about. I had not long turned 22 andContinue reading “And we lived happily ever after…. Separately.”

Dear Dad

Dad is not a title you deserve. It’s not one you’ve earned, but because you are my “biological father”, it’s the name you get given. I have only vague memories of you – not particularly happy, or unhappy. I don’t really remember what you look like, what you sounded like, whether you used to cuddleContinue reading “Dear Dad”