When I was 21, I got a tattoo that reads 'Gnothi Seauton' (know thyself). I'd learnt about it in my Psychology degree and it stuck with me when I was going through a lot of change (and ironically knew my real self the least). The great part about growth is that you realise it happens... Continue Reading →
As someone who has notoriously struggled to prioritise improving my own mental health, I've always been great at finding welcome distractions to ensure it's never at the top of my list. But, deprived of interruptions through lock-down, I gave time to think about the way I think. What I found wasn’t great. Working in a high-pressure... Continue Reading →
From Seaside To City 