This is my book review on Verity, written by Colleen Hoover who I am sure is a squillionaire by now. How tf did she get so famous? Tiktok really does have it’s favourites. So as a bookworm, I did want to get my hands on […]
I think if this is the blogpost to make you hate me, this might be it. If you have a great relationship with your dad, this is going to be the one that makes you think I’m ungrateful little bitch – or this could be […]
I think nothing is more telling that tech industry have put their everything into creating AIs like ChatGPT and Bard but there has been no development in robots that actually makes our physical day to day lives easier. I don’t know whether it’s because the […]
If you’re over the age of 25, was in NZ and remember a time where ‘TV taste’ was non-existent and rather whatever was on channel 2 or 3 at the time you were allowed to watch TV, you might remember Sensing Murder. Sensing Murder was […]
“Esther, you’ve just listed things that you haven’t done well,” someone tells me at work. “I feel like you’re criticising yourself.” Soaring crashing music. A montage of scenes of me interacting with people flash before your eyes. It’s the time of the movie where the […]
I don’t think a lot of people have ever had hypnotherapy before. Here’s what its like! My go-to fun fact when people make you do those terrible icebreakers (business idea: GOOD icebreakers) is that I got hypnotised to stop eating orange chips. I am a […]
I had never realised that my mother was obsessed with the worry that I was going to be raped. After unexpectedly bursting into tears the week before, today we were going to do a deep dive into my mum, since so many of my negative […]
I hate exercise but I love reformer pilates. It turns my favourite hobbies, lying down and sitting, into an exercise and I want to tell you all about it. I’ve been going now for about 3 weeks-ish and its been the only exercise I’ve been […]
I’ve been trying to separate the ‘inner critic’ that’s telling me I’m uninteresting and not pretty from my own thoughts this week. My therapist (MT) tells me that I can’t keep thinking of it as true or as myself / my own voice, but as […]
There is one quote from The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller that my basic bitch heart loves: ‘I could recognise him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I […]
