2021…. The year of boundary setting

I was not going to write anything. I have not written since the 7th of November, the longest I have not put out a blog since I started it. I have been reflecting. Reflecting and processing 2021. It feels like it has gone past so quick…but also like it has been the longest year. 2021…

Calpol and Codine

Calpol and Codine This was a hard blog for me to write. I am often asked about drugs. People presume that because of my background I was a drug user. And I always say no. And I mean it when I say it. But it’s a lie. More a lie to myself and something that…

Knees deep in the Trap

To say we didn’t like each other the first time I met him would not be a lie but also not quite the truth. I would say it was more that we were indifferent to each other. I had been told about him for a long time. By other professionals, people in the local community…

Domestic Abuse: But I never beat you….

Domestic Abuse: But I never beat you…. It has taken me a long time to realise that we need to talk about domestic abuse in a raw manner. Yes, lots of people talk about domestic abuse and violence, but we only really hear the extremes it can go to when someone is killed, or a…

Jumping Jack Frost, Ice T…..and Me

I was about 12/13 the first time I watched New Jack City. I was, for sure, way to young. I loved it. It was like watching how things were in my area amplified by 100. I remember watching it once and saying to the people with me “Imagine life was like that”. Little did I…

Bianca Boyce and Me- Laying Foundations.

I am in transition. If I was a website and you clicked on me, a page would come up saying “Under construction”. Or, if you want to be more romantic about it, I’m in a chrysalis, transforming into something amazing. The fact that I even recognise that is massive for me. It means that its…

I left broken and returned grown. My journey home.

I went home today. My real home. SW London. More than that…I went to the flat that I grew up in. The flat where my son took his first breath, and my mum took her last. The walls of that place have seen and felt every emotion I can think of. And I have been…