I am brown. I used to call myself “mixed race” but now that I know that race is a construct, it feels like that term is no longer accurate. I … Continue reading I Am Brown.
I used to think I was a fat girl inside a skinny girl’s body. I trained for so long in a weight-controlled sport that I was always aware of my weight – usually accurate to within a 100g. But I never felt I belonged in it. At my skinniest, I would feel the absence of something tangible – but I prided myself on my discipline and self-deprivation. I always knew it was temporary, that eventually my greed would outweigh my willpower. (more…)
How do you define someone’s Irishness? Is it by their accent, their passport, their residence, their parents, their birthplace, or is it their appearance? I recently took part in a … Continue reading Irishness
I was asked by an English friend nearly 6 years ago “if you got pregnant now, would you keep it?” I was 27 at the time, single, and had been … Continue reading Leaving Ireland To Gain Perspective
I remember being a teenager and having this breakthrough realisation that if I was just really nice to everyone then they would have to like me and be my friend! … Continue reading Learning how to make (authentic) friends