When I logged on to Twitter and saw thousands of people tweeting #MeToo I was equal parts heartbroken and hopeful. Heartbroken because it was devastating to see so many women saying those words, hopeful because they finally found a voice through which to express their experiences. I probably typed those six characters a dozen times […]Read More #MeToo
Whether it’s Jeremy Kyle screaming at people with drug addictions, or ‘Benefit Scroungers’ splashed across the front page of whichever tabloid you have the misfortune of picking up, the class divide is alive and well in the UK. And if we aren’t ridiculing ‘chavs’ or berating mothers with ‘too many brats’ we’re telling our poor […]Read More Passing, but still a Poor Kid
If you’re a university student, I can almost guarantee that if you had a £1 for every time you’ve been asked this question, you’d probably be able to pay off your student debt. “So what are you going to do with your degree?” Family members, friends and strangers on the street; they all want to […]Read More Stop asking students what they’re going to do with their degree: We don’t fucking know.
One of the things it is almost impossible to escape in this world, is your body. You have to live in it every day whether you want to or not, and what’s worse is that we have built a whole culture around telling you exactly how you should live in that body, and shaming you if […]Read More Suck it in girl.
We need to start romanticising singledom, heres why. There is no denying that when it comes to love, we spend a lot of our time pursuing romantic love. Downloading dating apps, going out for drinks at bars when you’d rather be at home in your pyjamas, and endlessly scouring articles about dating and finding love, […]Read More Single, not ready to mingle.
If you haven’t read Sylvia Plath’s The Bell Jar then you may be unfamiliar with the following passage, but for those of you who have read Plath’s story of Esther Greenwood, you’ll probably know this part quite well. “I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From […]Read More Fig Phobia
When I first considered starting a blog, putting my name on opinion pieces with the knowledge that people would (hopefully) read them and judge my character by them, it made me want to immediately back out and pretend I’d never had the idea in the first place. “How do I reconcile the girl who is […]Read More Hello, Cruel World