‘It was a year of independence, self-love, experimentation and most of all, at the end of the year, a sense of escapism from Seychelles (home). My first months were marked by homesickness, uncertainty and depression, with my world doing a complete 180 in a matter of a few months but, looking back, although tough, it was one of the best things to happen because it forced me out of my comfort zone and has led to me making new friends, cementing bonds with my old ones, treasuring my family, all whilst giving me the freedom to grow and learn at…

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The following is a story about an abortion. It wasn’t my own, but it nonetheless made me think of the topic as an adult, in a way that I’d never had to before, and it made me want to write this post, which coincides with Mental Health Awareness week in the UK, with the focus being on stress as a lead player in mental health problems. It’s not a topic which I take lightly and I understand that the ongoing struggles of women cannot begin to be condensed into one blog post. However, I felt that put together, they are too…

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Maybe this is the year you’re going off to University and you haven’t deciding yet whether or not you should live in the dorms. Maybe you’ve already applied for it but you’re wondering what the experience will be like. Maybe you haven’t decided whether you want to go to uni at all but you’re interested to see what all the fuss is about. Is it as cute and as #goals as the tumblr and pinterest inspiration suggests? Is it all fun and games 24/7, an endless sleepover and a blur of pizza, parties and protection? I remember getting the email saying…

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From multi coloured Christmas jumpers and Hyde Park Winter Wonderland, to gooey chocolate festive brownie bites from M&S and hot cocoa while watching Arthur Christmas, the festive season in London would make any Grinch’s heart grow three times bigger. The temperature having dropped to single digits and having officially snowed this week, the gloves, scarves and winter boots have assuredly made their way out of the dusty boxes and are now used on a daily basis. Goodbye ripped jeans that I was desperately trying to hold on to, hello woolly stockings. This Christmas will be bittersweet, because of the loss…

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