Birthdays
Growing up, birthdays were the one day in my life that I believed I would recieve care, love and attention. Because that wasn’t what I was getting every other day in my life. I wanted to feel like I mattered to someone, because as a child I very quickly learned that I did not matter
Not like old times, eh?
I’m in the living room nervously waiting for a call from a old friend. A catch-up call. We hadn’t spoken in over a year. So we found time in our diaries to talk. This is the kind of friend I’d catch up with once every few years. She’s a good person, recently has become a
It was never about the dress…..
“I felt dreadfully inadequate. The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn’t thought about it.”- Sylvia Plath When I was young child – dawats (family gatherings) used to be a thing for me. It was a late Saturday afternoon, my mammy (aunt) hosted a dawat. I was excited to escape