For as long as I can remember, I’ve struggled with the need to constantly achieve. A deeply felt belief that productivity = worth. I hear a relentless voice telling me to do Continue Reading →
I wrote a response to Bryan Walpert’s book Poetry and Mindfulness: Interruption to a Journey, for Booksellers NZ.
My sex ed at school was rudimentary at best and focused very much on the many ways in which you could get pregnant and/or STIs and/or die. Not exactly the Continue Reading →
I am never going to stop caring about spilled milk. And here is why.
In June last year, I sent an idea for a story to the editor of New Zealand Geographic. She said yes. Ten months later, it is finally out in the Continue Reading →
What are your “tells” when you notice your mental health slipping? And what tricks do you use to hack your brain back into line?
This sort of thing is very hard to write. It might surprise you that I’m not naturally an open person, not in a public context, and that often pushing publish Continue Reading →
I, like many others, had given up hope after Election Night. I honestly didn’t think there was any chance that NZ First would form a coalition with Labour. I thought Continue Reading →
I was speaking to a friend the other day, and she mentioned that her husband had ‘depression-an-anxiety,’ just like that, with the ‘d’ dropped out and all-as-one-word. Which made me Continue Reading →
I’m *that* friend. The one that never shows up to stuff. Or the one that promises she will, but pulls out at the last minute. It’s not that I don’t Continue Reading →