January’s Journal

January really is the longest month, and this year I really felt it. Back at work, and back at uni, January dragged on, and, while it wasn’t the most enjoyable few weeks, here are some of the wins.  I …

Body

  I distinctly remember the first time I felt bad about my body. I stood in front of the mirror and pinched my stomach and wondered how badly I’d scar if I took a knife to all the fat.  …