I never used to listen to commercial radio, but now I have it on in the car, and sometimes while I do the dishes. I’m not completely averse to pop music anymore, however it does disturb me how so many modern love songs normalise disrespect, objectification and the notion that stalking is somehow an acceptable form of romance.
What disturbs me the most is that the songs on the radio are only a reflection of real attitudes to romance and dating. Attitudes I am unfortunately familiar with. Let me tell you what happened to me late last year.
Continue reading “Why “I Didn’t Mean To Hurt You” Is Not an Apology.”
I don’t know exactly when I wrote this poem, but it would’ve been sometime when my son was still an infant. It’s quite weird to read it back and be taken back into the anger and frustration I felt about becoming a mother. Continue reading “Flashback Friday – Poem “Pram Pusher””
I wrote this poem last year, on Mother’s Day. I think it’s pretty self explanatory. I still feel the same way. Continue reading “Flashback Friday – Poem “Another Day To Be A Mother””
I have two children – aged 4 and 2. We exist in the world, just doing our thing, being a parent and being kids. But on an almost daily basis I encounter many people who can only be described as complete dickheads. So I collected our experiences and wrote this letter. If you don’t like sarcasm look away now.
Continue reading “Dear Dickheads – an open letter to shut your mouths”