Welcome. Pull up a Pew.

I would like to be one of those ‘I am woman, hear me roar’ women. But I don’t roar, because quite frankly with three kids there’s enough noise in this house already. This is my blog, scratchpad, solace, journal and inspiration. However you’ve got here, I look forward to connecting.

This blog is now celebrating it’s 8th year, not coincidentally like my oldest child. Writing saved my life and hers. In that time I’ve changed a lot; I’ve become slightly wider and slightly wiser, enough to know that I am pretty ignorant. Enough to know I have privilege. Enough to know that I have many internalized judgements and biases. This page then, is an attempt to give you a little insight into my perspective so that you can read my articles whilst taking those biases into account. No one is objective. Such a thing is not possible.

I believe that humans are pre-programmed to survive. I believe that our modus operandi in life is to choose courses of action which we believe will help us survive, no matter how nonsensical they seem to anyone else. I believe our minds are not rational, they are driven by the limbic system and our pre-frontal cortexes, or social brain, devise any number of justifications for why we did, what we did.

I do not know if I believe in a God. If there is a God, certainly my tiny, finite mind wouldn’t be able to grasp it.

I do not believe in Love as the mono-normative world defines it. I live with my two partners and our three children. Long may it last.

I do believe we are killing the earth. Also I believe in vaccinations. But I don’t think that means I can’t hope that magic exists too…

Right now I’m in Berlin doing a Masters in Journalism. When Trump defined the media as the enemy, I decided that’s who I wanted to be (before that I was VP Strategy and Finance for a hugely capitalist telco firm. I’ve abandoned that profession and that mindset).

Topics I write about: inclusive feminism, adoption, addiction, abuse, parenting, trauma, privilege, classism, different cultures, psychology, polyamory and open relationships, film/book reviews, mental health, maternal narcissism, writing about writing, sexuality and environmental impact. I’ve intentionally left the site quite plain. The blog is for me, even if you are warmly invited to read it. After a bout of hate mail, I switched the comments off a few years ago. They are now back on. I think my shoulders and self-esteem can take the fight.

This is me in my boyfriend’s jaguar onesie, a few years ago recovering from a brilliant night out. 

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