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Maybe all we need is reassurance; a burst of positive warmth that tells us we are not alone. Or maybe we need someone...
Maybe all we need is reassurance; a burst of positive warmth that tells us we are not alone. Or maybe we need someone...
I simply lacked some physical features that he wanted in a woman. My small behind, nonexistent hips, and slim thighs were his complaints....
I loved her more than life itself. It was the kind of love that defied understanding. I realised with a shock that I...
“Don’t worry, when he shows up, you’ll know in a heartbeat that he’s “the one”. And your heart will feel at home in...
Hands shaking, I unwrapped the pink-striped package, and neatly stacked inside was my atonement gift, a collection of cosmetics. Sardonically, I laughed. I...
Little Sarah, the five-year-old daughter of another teacher, skipped around him, oblivious to his mood. And each time she played next to him,...
Okay, I admit the title may just be a bit harsh but still, you know what they say about the truth huh? So...
The very first time I met Michael was at a friend’s wedding. He walked up to me and said hi, and we seemed...
Our first date was on a Saturday five months ago. I remember this because I came back from the date with Emmanuel miserable...
There was something about her that made everyone – including me – stare, transfixed as she walked by. Some would say she was...
I am someone who has always turned to writing to make sense of things. Especially the parts of life that feel confusing, heavy or quietly complicated.
I write about mental health, relationships, identity, faith, and the in-between seasons we often move through without much language. Most of what you will find here comes from lived experience, observation, and a habit of sitting with thoughts a little longer than most people do.
I do not write because I have the answers. I write because it helps me understand myself, other people and the world around me. Writing gives me the space to slow down and to say things honestly, without needing to tidy them up. Some of what I write is still in the process of becoming, and I am comfortable letting it be that way.
Thoughts on Ink is where those reflections live. If you are drawn to writing that feels thoughtful, unhurried and real, I am glad you are here.
