The Trust Paradox

It’s recently dawned on me that I can’t get that trust balance right. I want to be trusting, but I think the worst. I can ask a stranger to watch my things while I go to the bathroom, but I guarantee that seconds later I’m envisioning my identity being stolen, my laptop being trashed and someone trying to insert their genitals into the USB port … Continue reading The Trust Paradox

Trials and Tribulations of Cupping

A truthful account of the first time I used a cup. “Don’t panic,” I said to myself. “There’s nothing to panic about.” It was just a 6 cm silicone cup trapped all up in my lady parts. I was lucky this had been a trial run. I had decided to try a menstrual cup after ranting (once again) about Tampon tax. The cup was appealing … Continue reading Trials and Tribulations of Cupping

It’s Everyone’s Problem

  I’m a people person. Everyone knows this. There’s nothing that warms my heart more than meeting a kindred spirit.  There’s something reassuring about finding another person whom you have something in common with. All it takes are two little words of solidarity to make a large and anonymous world less lonely: Me too. But when that common ground is a collective experience of harassment and … Continue reading It’s Everyone’s Problem

Let me be Brief

The battle for most practical panties seems to be on. Gone are the days of pants simply hiding your shame and offering a paltry barrier to the cold. Now they actually DO stuff. In the Red Corner… For those of you who haven’t been exposed to the viral advertising campaign infecting Facebook feeds, THINX are a brand of underwear intended for use during your period. Think … Continue reading Let me be Brief

Numbers game

Women who sleep with my boyfriend, then have the cheek to comment on my sexual history will be verbally decimated. There is nothing that will get a woman more angry than finding out she’s being cheated on. Oh wait, how about his side chick calling her promiscuous. “He thought that because you’ve slept with so many more people than him that you wouldn’t be happy with him. He … Continue reading Numbers game

Signs of Singledom

Being single comes with unique characteristics “Are you single?” In the right context, it’s a promising question. It was half term Friday. I was mid-ludicrous story and being loud and drunk, when a relative stranger inquired into my relationship status. All it took were these four words to turn that my smile into my ‘I wish I could stab you with my eyes’ look: “I can see why.” You’ve … Continue reading Signs of Singledom

Haters Gonna Hate

Why have some people got their panties in a bunch about loving Pokemon Go? As a Pokemon fan from way back, nothing has made me happier than the chance to update my pokedex, get out there and meet other like minded nerds. We’re adorable. Think of us like asexual doggers, wandering around parks and scenic routes, looking for invisible creatures, which we then get mad excited about and … Continue reading Haters Gonna Hate

The Menstruation Myth

Period, period, period, period, period. Are you comfortable with it yet? When I was 17 years old I tried to send my brother to the local pharmacy because I needed tampons. Before he could step out of the door I could hear a mumbled conversation and then a resounding WHAT, before he was loudly told to get upstairs and my father stormed into the living … Continue reading The Menstruation Myth

My So Called Life

Life, or something a lot like it Last month on My Life: I got a job. I started a course. I downloaded Tinder. Again. I quit the job. I finished the course. I deleted Tinder. Again. Despite the boring summary, I feel like things have changed. Albeit microscopically. Instead of putting the same effort into a CV as I did into making pencil cases out of Pocky boxes, I … Continue reading My So Called Life

Rebel Rebel

I clearly do not like being told what to do A paramilitary tried to train me for a cross country run once. I thought running with someone else would be fun. Wrong. The clue was in the fact he was paramilitary. As a result, he thought barking at me to run faster, run backwards, slow down, go faster, would motivate me. I stopped about 2k … Continue reading Rebel Rebel