Ahh, sometimes I miss my smug married life. I’d been married for 11 years, to the person I thought was..
It’s been 840 days since I became officially separated, and though I vaguely recall the early days of feeling like..
The most romantic date of my life ending with me walking in the chilly February rain, without proper boots and..
I was married for 11 years, and with that man for almost 20. Barrelling into midlife was predictably tumultuous for..
As a child, I’d throw tantrums so epic, my mother started recording them on tapes for me to listen to..
Six months. It’s been six months since my husband left me. I’ve lived a fairly public life for so long..