Month: April 2017

So we’ve turned the corner post-Brexit and found ourselves faced with another major voting period. This time it’s another general election, out of the blue. After 2015 and 2016, the thought of yet another election makes me feel sick. Not only about the possible results, but the thought of going through another period...

My Child, My Baby, My Everything, You might wonder what’s the use of me writing to you, and to be honest I hope you do. I hope we communicated enough while you were growing up for you to never have to read this. I know I made mistakes – I will make mistakes from the minute you will be in my arms – but I hope a lack of...

Abuse is a multifaceted issue, one which is never the same in any two situations, due to the complexity of human life. People stay in abusive relationships for many different reasons, many of which they cannot be held accountable for. Physical abuse rarely occurs without a certain degree of emotional abuse...

Dear Grandad, It’s me, Sophie, your granddaughter. You don’t recognise who I am anymore. I know who you are, but you aren’t the same. I wish I could have told you so many things before you developed dementia. There are things I wish I could have said when you would have been able to comprehend, but finding out that...

Dear Anxiety and Depression, As the two of you live together, I hope you don’t mind that I don’t write to you both separately. I also apologise that it’s taken me so long to reply to your messages. You get in touch so often and yet I don’t ever get the opportunity to respond. Well today that changes. We’ve had a very...

You were very big that day. Not big in any physical sense of the word but just … imposing. You were one of the first doctors that I’d ever visited in my entire life that wasn’t my GP. To this day, I remember my knees trembling a little bit, my toes wiggling in the trainers I had on, my hand sweaty in my mum’s hand...

Dear Sophie, Life doesn’t go the way you’ve planned it. Life is a rollercoaster and you’ve just got to ride it with the strength you’ve developed over the years. Things change and dreams grow bigger. You won’t be ready to go to university at the age of 18 and that scares you. You question why, but deep down you know....

How did you start your day? Maybe you slept your full eight hours, maybe not. Did you have some breakfast? Did you wake up with someone next to you in your bed? Did you have to rush your cup of tea? Was your shower warm enough? And did you get to work on time? Did you say hello to all your colleagues whilst you put on...

I doubt very much that you remember me – it’s been 14 years, and you’ll have had hundreds of thousands of house visits since then. But I’ll remember you forever. Let’s refresh your memories – it’s Boxing Day 2003, and you’re called to a house in the early morning, perhaps around 8am. It’s light and crisp outside and...

I came to Newcastle at the end of 2013 as a Erasmus student from Germany, feeling immediately at home in a city that shares not only an industrial historical background with my hometown Dortmund, but also a very similar spirit and idiom among the people living there: down-to-earth and fun loving, sometimes mouthy but...