When I grow up, I wanna be…
I’ve not blogged in ages, mainly because I am chronically aware of how my ramblings affect others these days. I am trying to be more mindful of not looking like a complete crank to the general public. I mean, I am a crank, but I don’t need to advertise my neurosis and chronic overthinking quite… Continue reading When I grow up, I wanna be…
Writer’s Block
In GCSE English, we spent a lot of time pouring over the Irish poet Seamus Heaney. My memory is a little hazy, 26 years on (gulp), but I remember a tragic poem about his brother dying, a poppy-like bruise on his head. There was one about drowning kittens, which raised a snigger from the class… Continue reading Writer’s Block
Baby Got Back: Preference or Perv?
It’s been about six months since I last dated. People have commented how incredibly boring I am now that I am not longer in the pursuit of a man who is intellectual, bearded, tattoo’d, Irish/Northern, traditionally good looking but not too good looking, with a dad bod and a passion for personal hygiene. Who enjoys… Continue reading Baby Got Back: Preference or Perv?
Time May Change Me
The world is full of peaks and troughs. It ebbs and flows. Everything is cyclical, seasonal, and the only certainties in life are death and taxes, apparently. I’d probably add change to that list though. Nothing stays the same forever. The physical world around us. Relationships. Jobs. Money. And us as people. I am currently… Continue reading Time May Change Me
What’s In A Name?
So I am getting divorced. This isn’t ground breaking news, per se. I think it is pretty obvious I am single, given my posts of the last six months. We have been actually been separated for four years. I am just really bad at admin. It is going to take until around September time for… Continue reading What’s In A Name?
Weirdo
Recently, I went on a couple of dates with someone I really liked. It doesn’t happen often. Apparently, I am too picky. Sadly, he didn’t like me so much. And that’s cool because, you know, the world would be really boring if we all liked each other and I would have literally NOTHING to write… Continue reading Weirdo
Overthinkers Anonymous: My name is Jemma and I’m an overthinker
I’m starting a new self help group. It’s called Overthinkers Anonymous. It’s a place where you can all come and deposit your crazy, safely. I will store it all in a vault, free from judgement, but in good company. It will be a zoo, full of the strangest, most psychedelic thoughts from the very darkest… Continue reading Overthinkers Anonymous: My name is Jemma and I’m an overthinker
Am I Nearly There Yet?
I’ve always been an ‘are we nearly there yet?’ kinda gal. When I was about 9 or 10, my dad took my brother and I to Devon. The summer was scorching, as it always is in childhood, the drive was a good 6 hours and air con hadn’t been invented yet. Well, it wasn’t standard… Continue reading Am I Nearly There Yet?
A Lenten Gift
Once again, I am here at the bottom of a cul de sac. I have reached a dating dead end and the only option is to turn around and find a new route, out of online dating. My journey is done. There have been countless messages, a handful of dates but a heap ton of… Continue reading A Lenten Gift
Stranger Danger
Do you ever have that feeling of deep, all consuming dread? That heavy feeling in your gut that something is off? But when does this go from genuine instinct, designed to protect you, to catastrophising, due to chronic overthinking? Now, I love a good overthink. It’s my thing. Some people can sing, some people can… Continue reading Stranger Danger
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