On September 13th, 2010, I got an alert from Facebook telling me that someone had messaged me. At the time I didn’t own a fancy iPhone, so all I received was a frantic beeping sound and a text that told me I had a mail. It was from my ‘ex-boyfriend’. I use that term loosely … Continue reading First Love – & Why Dating is Harder if You’re Gay.
The first time I ever heard the term ‘eating disorder’ I was around the age of eleven. I’d dived into one of my mother’s magazines and in the middle of it, taking up a whole double-page spread, was an article accompanied by upsetting images of emaciated girls with folded hands and hollow-looking eyes. I didn’t … Continue reading It’s just as hard to be Ken, as it is to be Barbie.
There is nothing quite so demeaning as being crippled by depression; your body flopping into a horseshoe across your bed. Unsure if you’re going to vomit, or if you’re going to die; awash with pure exhaustion, the kind that is syrupy and unavoidable. You want to sleep like you’ve been clubbed in the head. Sometimes … Continue reading A Picture of (Mental) Health.
I vow to never have sex with anyone again until it’s with someone that I am in love with. I wait a few weeks before shattering this vow, and then also my dignity. Then it happened. Out of the blue I fell in love. It’s not like in the movies though. There were no flowers, … Continue reading Toothbrush (Essay taken from my book.)
How Surgery Changed My Life.