Dear Sabah

Dear Sabah

2nd November marks the beginning of #YouthWorkWeek 2020 and I’m going to start with a message to a young person: to myself. “What would you say to your younger self?” I get asked this question a lot. But I don’t often think about my answer. Actually, I don’t often...
Phew. Glad I got that off my chest…

Phew. Glad I got that off my chest…

I woke up at 6am, my body was sleepy but the rest of me was fully alert, aware of what was ahead of me. I showered with an anti-bacterial scratchy sponge provided by Nuffield Hospital. I picked up my binder, hesitated, and left it on the bed. I guess there wasn’t much...
A.W.O.L

A.W.O.L

A.W.O.L Yes, I know, it’s been a year – over a year, since I wrote here, since I said that I’d “keep fucking blogging.” I’m looking back on my 2012 reflection. And to be honest with you, nothing has really changed. In 2013, I saw Dr Seal at GenderCare. Then I...

Saturday 24th November

Today I saw Dr Lorimer. What a great guy. I didn’t know what to anticipate, who to expect, but he definitely surpassed everything. Right from the get-go, he was friendly, approachable, and funny. Well, he tried to be. It wasn’t an appointment. It was a conversation. I...

Becoming one of the boys

I had a telephone appointment with a member from the counselling team from the NHS so I could get on the very long waiting list to receive counselling. It went okay, but I’m going to probably have to seek help privately just because I don’t think this can wait 6...