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Money for Writing Lies

There's an argument afoot that the changes should come from the top. That we have no chance of making it in this world "when society rewards lying and cheating, and punishes whistleblowers". Honesty in our society is not rewarded.

God Moves in Mysterious Ways

But here was another curious thing. My parents were together in the same room. Yet they were divorced. My father was around a lot more often in my dream, it seemed. And they were going to the supermarket together. What was that all about?

Birth Trauma

Pethidine locked me away in my own pain prison far away from the delivery room. I rocked myself moaning quietly in the foetal position whilst blue shadows flitted across the room ignoring me, now I was ‘manageable’ and in an altered state of reality.

The Good Girl

Louisa was gorgeous and pouty with jet black hair down past her waist. She was ‘imported’ from Romania, but her boyfriend who was also the…