Will soon be launching a new space that will be full of fun things instead of this lowly sad space that has been sorrowfully neglected…. Keep an eye out on my Facebook pages ( Gylisa Jayne ) if you would like to make the jump over, I hope you do. ( it’ll be much better,… Continue reading I’m moving !
It was June. Me and Emily were on our way to college. ( late, my fault. ) Emily was driving, and we were stuck in rush hour traffic. Staring at the opposite lane of traffic fly by, I saw a friend of mine drive by. Her eyebrows were knotted in deep thought. We waved manically… Continue reading The Year of Grief
I wish I’d learned that being individual would be so much more important than fitting in. But these things take time, and with age comes wisdom… Here’s one of my earlier memories of school, and when I first realised that I didn’t fit the mould like everyone else. ***************** When I started secondary school,… Continue reading The Bag and the Boots.
I rang the estate agents early in the morning, and arranged a viewing for later on in the day. We’d already seen the flat – but I just wanted to see it again. I wanted it to feel real again. I’d planned over and over what it looked like, where I’d put my furniture that… Continue reading 35 – The Viewing
I stared at the note for ages, trying to decipher what it meant. If it was genuine or what I should do. It was around home time for all the other businesses, and cars began driving past again. I found myself staring into them, wondering if one of them had ‘Matt’ in. I looked back… Continue reading 15 -The Note (cont.)
I was watching Celebrity Big Brother the other night, and like most people I was shocked when I heard Christopher Biggins’ comments about bisexuals . This something that is so common, no one thinks it’s a problem. These days, if you have clear outspoken homophobic views then generally, people will call you out for it. Being gay… Continue reading I ain’t half rice, half chips..
In the weeks after having Lily, I was asked the same three questions by the midwives and health visitors I saw: Have you been bothered by feeling down, depressed or hopeless ? No. I felt happy, I loved this little thing I’d brought into the world and felt like I could burst with love…… Continue reading Anxiety & Me