“I am in between. Trying to write to be understood by those who matter to me, yet also trying to push my mind with ideas beyond the everyday. It is another borderland I inhabit. Not quite here nor there. On good days I feel I am a bridge. On bad days I just feel alone.”
Sergio Troncoso, Crossing Borders: Personal Essays
A good story, told often enough, puts you in rooms never occupied.
Adult Autism: Is That A Thing?
If people realised how hard autistics have to work to connect, they’d understand… empathy is a two-way street.
read moreHow do you know your interracial marriage will work?
When K and I decided to be together it turns out, looking back, neither one of us gave it a lot of thought…
read moreHow People With Autism Fake It
Recently, the mere anticipation of writing has resulted in instant mental paralysis and thought desertion – until this morning when I spilt an entire cup of coffee; the second one in a fortnight. To put it succinctly, I lost my shit
read moreMaking A Meal Of Ramadan
Is it just me or does Ramadan seem to get more air-time and column inches with every passing year?
read moreDoing Autism Differently
With a lump in my throat I described my beautiful, clever, mischievous daughter and discussed all the ways we could help make her future the antithesis of my past.
read moreAn Apologist’s Apology
Instead of building intercultural bridges as I imagined, I was adding my bricks to the prisons so many are walled up in by their own communities…
read moreThe Coldest February Since Eighteen-Something
They said on the radio today this was the coldest February since eighteen-something. After a certain point cold is cold is cold.
read moreAccepting Disability – A Work In Progress
I don’t need to take on the responsibility for changing other people’s misconceptions. Learning to be honest and authentic – standing in my own truth – is more important right now.
read moreHypomania: riding the bipolar high
These days when I relax in shavasana at the end of yoga the tears flowing into my ears are from an excess of joy not sorrow…
read moreFrom the archives
Vanishing Point - losing my mind to anorexia
I weighed just 91lbs but the burden of anorexia was incalculable.
Expat Lasts – A Life Of Goodbyes
Always anticipating the call for last orders expats tend to neck Life’s opportunities like it’s Happy Hour.
Marrying into a different culture – The clash of East and West
Let’s just say my husband’s decision to marry a ‘ghori’ wasn’t a cause for celebration among his relatives.
Leaving Islam - the greatest jihad?
Goodbye Islam…..this is where I continue my journey on a path you can’t follow.



