This is what I think of the world.
I’m sat on the train, hurtling towards sleepy Somerset, and towards a family I last saw nine months ago. With me is Aaron, along with a copy of ‘Living Better’ – Alistair Campbell’s book on his own depression and how he’s learned to cope with it over many years.
Read MoreI wanted to write something profound, some insight over the year we’ve had and the year we have to look forward to, but in truth I don't really feel up to it. Why? Because this year doesn’t really seem like it existed at all – in reality is that much different to usual. We move so quickly that days merge together.
Read MoreIn 2020, even the idea of young queer kids having to come out is absurd and as we continue to both appear to be in a more accepting society, the battle for equality persists. In the last week, the number of homophobic crimes reported has almost trebled in five years. Whether that’s because of more confidence in the police, or not, it is a stark reminder that there is far to go.
Read MoreWe stood there, and from one angle she looked like a giant, and from the other a dwarf. Perspective is the most important thing, and it matters not necessarily what in reality my Nanna is, but what I think of her. She stood, either way, proud in front of the market stood that had provided much of her and my Grandad’s livelihoods.
Read MoreSo as Pride Month comes to an end and you’re currently flying the Pride flag, think about why you’re still flying it. If you’re displaying your support for queer liberation, then wave that flag, but if not it was never really your flag to fly anyway.
Read MoreFor the longest time, I’ve sat looking at the blank page, but being unable to figure out what it was I wanted to say. Under lockdown, I have become numb to creation, ignoring the rolling news coverage and the contemporary situation, instead indulging in menial tasks and endlessly scrolling on social media. It particularly hit me on Wednesday, the day after I turned twenty-eight.
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