Grief. Loss. Anger.
TW: suicide, mental illness. I’ve been battling with such a huge amount of anger and sadness over the past few weeks, it’s been impossible to know how to write about Continue Reading →
Author Archives: writehanded
“Research”
I am a terrible procrastinator. Or do I mean I’m a good procrastinator? Whichever one means you do it a lot. Once I start writing, I love it, but I will find Continue Reading →
Prince did not die from pain pills
He died from chronic pain. I read this article a few days ago and I’m still reeling. It’s hard to express how important and heartbreaking and overwhelming it is to Continue Reading →
I made a thing
Introducing Skeletal Mosaic – A poetry zine by me. Beautiful cover and design by the ever-talented Jem Yoshioka. I am very proud of this little thing, which took several months to create. You Continue Reading →
World Ankylosing Spondylitis Day
Tomorrow, 7 May, is World Ankylosing Spondylitis Day. I guess it’s an awareness-raising thing, which I dunno. For me, I don’t need the whole world to know about AS. What Continue Reading →
The “deserving poor”
Two years ago today, my column launched in the Nelson Mail. I was struggling with my as-yet undiagnosed illness, and was in the midst of a public battle for better treatment from Continue Reading →
Do you need a hand?
Trigger warnings: death, ableism. I started writing a thing for Blogging About Disableism Day, (Sunday 1 May), but then I found out that my friend Rose had died. And that Continue Reading →
Language is power: Option C
I am terrible at making decisions. The other day I spent 45 minutes trying to choose between two duvet covers at The Warehouse, followed by twenty minutes staring at different Continue Reading →
Points for trying: What it’s like having social anxiety
Guess what I did today, reader? I (wait for it, this is a good one) I (keep holding your breath, prepared to be awed), I (I’ve built it up too Continue Reading →
Shortcuts: Tips and Tricks for Spoonies
This is Part Two of the things illness and disability have taught me. I didn’t intend to do a series, but it turns out I’ve learned way more than I realised. Which Continue Reading →