I may have missed out on a university education, but I have been a life-long student of human relationships and it fascinates me what makes a relationship work ….. or not.
Holed up in bed with a bee stung face the size of the moon thinking too much
How much control do you need? Continue reading “Control, controlling, controlled”
I’m a daughter (no shit Sherlock). But I’m a daughter who has living parents (ok I’m only 49, no biggie). I also have my own version (aged 15, may the god of hormones give me strength). I’m lucky because at the time of writing I have yet to experience the full horror of what being a mother to me at 15 was like. Continue reading “Daughters. Karma. Futures.”