I read this poem for the first time about 5 years before I’d ever experienced grief and I absolutely loved it, but after my Dad died I realised it’s also one of the best articulated ways of how those early grieving years feel. And even now it goes round in my head when I miss him
the woman who wrote “and i wouldn’t marry me either, a pathological people pleaser who only wanted you to see her…and im fading” is getting married this week
Does nobody think it’s just the tiniest bit weird that even Labour MPs think there is nobody - not one person - elected in 2024 who would make a competent PM? Not one.
I find it flabbergasting that Russia ordered a sabotage operation against the British PM on UK soil and yet everyone seems to accept it's just business as usual.
This behaviour is why it's essential to defeat Putin in Ukraine.
https://t.co/5pbbsWchzb
I didn’t need to experience pregnancy for myself to understand that this should only ever be a choice, and that if for any reason a pregnant person changes their mind they should be allowed to make any decisions regarding their body that they need to.
I don’t connect with the sentiment that being pregnant has made me more pro-choice than ever. I love that that’s some people’s experience but if anything it’s made me realise that I was probably as pro-choice as it was possible to be before pregnancy, and have remained so.