The first time I remember moving house, I was about 6 or 7 years old, and the whole process appeared to be magic. I guess that my parents didn’t feel like they needed my help, since from my point of view, I simply left our house in Orchard Drive to go to school and then […]
Disclaimer: This story doesn’t have a happy ending. Bearing in mind some of the people who might read this, I thought I’d say up front that my tribe and I are all coping OK, and are still feeling delighted for our more fortunate friends. I don’t want there to be awkwardness, but I couldn’t cope […]
It’s over. I’m ending it. I’ve found something better. We’ve been together in an on-again, off-again sort of way since I was a naive young student. We’ve had our good times, but recently it hasn’t been working for me. You’re not holding my interest, and I know I’m not making you happy the way I […]