Stop telling me how to get well
Coconut water, oxygen chambers, rescue remedy, aquajogging, Vitamins A, B, K, and Zinc, more sleep, less sleep, kefir, raw food, cultured food, super greens, no greens, all greens.
Coconut water, oxygen chambers, rescue remedy, aquajogging, Vitamins A, B, K, and Zinc, more sleep, less sleep, kefir, raw food, cultured food, super greens, no greens, all greens.
A few months ago, some friends encouraged me to start using Patreon – a system where people can donate small amounts to support my writing.
This is a reproduction of my column about tattoos and regulation in Nelson for the Nelson Mail, published by them 25 June 2014.
I often talk about “my pain” and I know people probably wonder what I mean. What sort of pain? Where? What does it feel like? These are difficult questions to Continue Reading →
There’s two things the New Zealand political scene doesn’t need right now. One: Another “party” led by men. Two: Another joke party.
“Brilliance, it seems, is the product of a well-rested mind, not artistic all-nighters.”
You probably read that title and thought “Um, no? I don’t want to?” Yeah. Cages aren’t fun. That’s what chronic illness is like.
I get some pretty hilarious (awful) comments on my columns and most of the time I don’t engage. I also don’t usually make a point of singling someone out, but Continue Reading →
It’s been a tough week. I’m on hiatus from most online activities at the moment, trying to give myself some headspace to do some thinking about… well, life, I guess.
Unsurprisingly, the stories keep coming. Of course they do. We all have one.