I forgive you. Dude, I do. But the disappointment still hurts. For five years we were so close. We were such good friends. I thought of you before myself so often. I worried about you. My heart hurt so much when my mind tried to comprehend how painful it was to experience the losses you… Continue reading Open Letter, Closing a door.
I’m not entirely sure if Harley and Teddy were house/toilet trained before we adopted them, but if they were they certainly were naughty when they joined our family. Maya is a bichon frise, so I knew before we brought her home that she’d be difficult to house train. The breed is notoriously difficult to toilet… Continue reading Doggy Blog : House training
I don’t want to sound like a victim, although I see no shame in being a victim. When I was given the victim support number at one point, I didn’t feel embarrassed. I can’t stand victim shaming, something a very close friend of mine endured following a horrific incident. I do feel like the term… Continue reading F*ck the Taboo : Part 1
You want me to get on a plane for you. But do you not remember the time I had panic attacks on the London underground and you didn’t understand? How even though there was an evacuation and others were crying, I walked at a fast pace concentrating on remaining calm and you were ahead of… Continue reading Open letters, Open minds.
Sow, Grow, Glow 