28th March 2012 I am covered in bruises from the weekend that are tender to the touch. My shoulders are stiff from being hung by my wrists for so long and my neck is sore from where my high collar rubbed at me. My body is constantly reminding me of what I am and what…
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13 May 2011 Period, time of the month, Aunty flo, I’m on, got the painter and decorators, and the one I truly hate, the curse; there are so many names for it, but whatever it is you call it, it is a fact of life. It is, or has been a regular part of every…
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