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Category: Autobiographical Posts

Wanting To Go Back

The mould that makes you shapes you forever.

Published March 17, 2017
Categorised as Autobiographical Posts, Expat Life Tagged Emigrant, homesickness, Ireland, Irish, St Patrick's Day blues

Growing Up Girl: Sexual Assault As Standard

Horizontal view of a threat to a woman at night

As the world opens up for men it shrinks for women, to a space the exact size of your body and no more. Because, first and foremost, a body is all you are.

Published June 16, 2016
Categorised as Autobiographical Posts, Blog, Mental Health Tagged fear, female, gender disparity, gender inequality, harassment

A Book, a Bereavement, and a Betrayal

Old book open on wooden table

One day, I reached for it and it was gone…

Published February 3, 2016
Categorised as Autobiographical Posts, Blog, Expat Life Tagged autobiography, book, books, expat, Expat Experience, TCK's

Grandad’s Ghost, or, How To Fuck Up A Funeral

Closeup of a pile of vintage family photos

Time, so boundless at first blush, is a shrinking prison, and it now seems to me ever more important to know the truth, to render the furrows ploughed into memory as accurately and authentically as possible.

How else can you know who you are?

Published December 17, 2015
Categorised as Autobiographical Posts, Blog Tagged betrayal, childhood memories, Family, funeral, grandad, identity, surprise, truth

An Apologist’s Apology

Black and white, woman offering man flowers
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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…

Published March 12, 2015
Categorised as Autobiographical Posts, Blog, Islam Tagged #AnApostatesExperience, apologist, apostasy in Islam, belief, Muslim, Religion

The Question

Children with raised hands in a classroom
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My mother sat me down at the table, “I think you’re old enough now to understand… your father’s not well”

Published July 16, 2014
Categorised as Autobiographical Posts, Mental Health Tagged bipolar, Manic Depression, mental illness

“D’ya like dags?”

Children and dogs

The dogs in my past are bound forever to the struggles or deceptions I faced at the time…

Published May 9, 2014
Categorised as Autobiographical Posts, Mental Health Tagged childhood abuse, childhood memories, dogs, Ireland, loss, self-harm

Freedom & Fear – two sides of the same coin

Calm, Lake Ontario

The most important kind of freedom is to be who you really are. Expose yourself to your deepest fear. After that, fear has no power. But does it ever go away?

Published August 30, 2013
Categorised as Autobiographical Posts, Blog, Mental Health Tagged fear, Lake Ontario

That Laugh

Poison

As I waited for the punchline that never came I was suddenly, brutally aware I was sitting next to a man I didn’t know…

Published June 19, 2013
Categorised as Autobiographical Posts, Mental Health Tagged bipolar, childhood memories, Ireland, Manic Depresssion, mental illness

In My Other Life I’m A Cowboy

I always wanted to be a cowboy

Ever since my imagination was captured by a children’s western running on Irish TV in the early eighties, I wanted to be a cowboy…

Published April 30, 2013
Categorised as Autobiographical Posts, Blog Tagged belonging, childhood memories, following your dreams, relocation

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