I’ve read a lot of grief books over the years. That’s what happens when you lose your mum to cancer when you’re 20, and your dad to fibrosis when you’re 29.…
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Grieving at Christmas is a tradition I wish I didn’t have to follow. Both of my parents died in winter. But even if they’d died outside the confines of twinkling lights…
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Most days I find myself thinking about death. It’s a secret, almost casual thought. When I’m on the bus, I idly imagine someone hitting me from behind. There are invisible attackers waiting around…
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This is the house I was born in. It’s the only family home I’ve ever known. This is where my parents brought me as a baby in March 1988; to a…
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Challenges Grief Mental Health PersonalBoth My Parents Died Before I Turned 30. Here’s How I Deal With Grief.
It’s not easy losing both your parents in your twenties. And the grief? It’s a sucker punch to the gut. It’s like a sharp-toothed creature inside your chest. Like a waning…
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England Europe Grief Mental Health Personal ScotlandThree Months as an Orphan, an Ice House and a Search for ‘Home’
In January, I came home to a broken boiler. After celebrating the New Year in Cuba, I’d spent two straight days flying from Havana to Toronto to London – and I…
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My dad always loved flowers. On October 20th this year he turned 79 years old, and I spent that morning trying to decide what was suitable to give him. I hadn’t…
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I need to tell you something. Two weeks ago, while walking through my local East London park on the way to see my therapist, I opened up Instagram Stories and I…
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My mum once pierced her ears with a needle and an ice cube. Well, not exactly. Mum was eighteen, travelling in the US, and it was her American friends who happily volunteered…
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There’s always a quiet spot in an airport, if you look hard enough. Most people who wander the gleaming white corridors and settle briefly in arm-rested chair rows aren’t in need…