Everyone praises Ireland for having an openly gay PM, but the reality is we are stuck in the past.
In which I lament the state of maternity care in Ireland
In which I realise I cannot wait any longer
A poem, the only one I've been brave enough to publish.
I did the thing and drove the car.
In which I bemoan alcohol and its impact on anxiety
Self indulgent words
This week has seen a complete change of pace for me. Hence why I didn’t get to post this earlier. I’ve been working on a number of different projects, so juggling my time and commitments has made me feel a little bit overwhelmed. Mainly because my anxiety levels have been heightened. My anxiety tends to … Continue reading I no longer pity the fool
In which I lament the loss of innocence on St Patrick's Day
In which I praise the only parent I've had.