Today, I noticed a mistake in something I’d written. I wrote, “even at tribunal,” when what I actually meant was “during tribunal proceedings.” At first, I brushed it off as a simple typo. But the more I thought about it, the more it made sense — and in a strange way, it told a story about what that time was...

Over the summer holidays, I had the joy of visiting The Snug Stay and Play in Cheadle with my SEN son, and it was such a lovely experience. From the moment we arrived, it felt welcoming and family-focused.  My son couldn’t get enough of the train tracks, completely lost in imaginative play, while I could relax...

When I was pregnant someone told me they would call social services, and that my baby would be taken away—because of my Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome (EDS). At that moment, my heart sank. It wasn’t that I doubted my ability to care for my child, it was the fear of being judged, misunderstood, or dismissed. I chose to...

“The only break I get is when I’m at work,” said a single mum. But what about the ones who don’t even get that?” For some, work is the only place they get to breathe, a moment of structure, adult conversation, even go to the toilet in peace! It’s not easy, but at least there’s a rhythm to it. A desk, a lunch...

This might sound a little personal, but it’s more common than we realise, especially for young women.  There was a time in my life when I feared people would see me as shallow,  and maybe, on the surface, I was. But not because of ego. Because of fear. Fear of judgment. Fear of being seen for who I...