This is 2018, not 1818. It’s time to shout it from the rooftops.

Someone tell me I'm not the only one who feels like we're still living in 1818 rather than 2018. It sometimes feels like if you're not a rich, white, able-bodied, straight male who's perfectly mentally stable in today's society then you're screwed. It's almost like if you don't fall into any of these boxes then... Continue Reading →


Pain, frustration and positivity. It’s ok to have dark days with a disability

The aim of this post is not to garner sympathy at all. This is just a rambling post about the impact a visual impairment can have on one's mental health, specifically my own as I can never begin to imagine what other people go through or their thought processes regarding their own sight and personal... Continue Reading →

Labour voter through and through

Hi everyone I hope you've had a good week and weekend so far. Today's post is going to be cut from a slightly different ilk to my usual topics. In light of the recent general election and the outcome of a hung parliament and the fuckery that that places the UK in I thought I'd... Continue Reading →

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