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An Observation About Comfort

For the past few months, I’ve been watching nothing but reruns of my favourite old TV shows. I’m burnt out on lockdown and worry and not seeing my parents and not being able to plan and having something to look forward to and I don’t need need the wonder and anxiety of novelty: what I […]

An Observation About Lying

Look, I do tell lies. I think being truthful at all times would be an unmitigated disaster. If someone asks me what I think about their new dress – which, to my taste, is the most hideous piece of clothing I’ve ever seen – and they obviously LOVE their new garb, I’m going to say […]

An Observation About The Opposite Ends

At work I really enjoy helping colleagues and training volunteers, but then I burn out on people and bury myself in my office in registers and website code and statistics. And I really enjoy working with registers and code and statistics, but then I get bored and want to get out my office and help […]

An Observation About The Games We Play

I put it to you that board games are not a fun, relaxing way to spend time, but a stressful minefield of possible !mistakes!, !wrong choices!, and !embarrassments!.

HSP Nightmares, XII

The doorbell rings, but you have not ordered take-out. 

An Observation About How I Failed

Few things are more saddening, discouraging, and embarrassing than when a gift you lovingly selected – or worse yet, made – is received with lukewarm politeness. #whathaveidone

An Observation About Walks

My SO and I decided to start going for a walk after work, to shake off the working day, air out our heads, and get a spot of exercise after sitting at the computer all day. Could not be done. Turns out he wanted to go for a dash and I for an amble.

An Observation About Grief

Some of you may know that my brother passed away in July quite unexpectedly. He was the first of my actually-nearest-and-dearest to pass, so this is my first experience of deep, dark, relentless, all-consuming grief. I actually and naively assumed that my highly sensitive, acute, intense grieving would chip away at the sadness and longing […]

It’s Not About Me, After All

Well, hello. Last week I fainted over a blood test again. At the vet’s. It was my cat’s blood test. I was holding him while the blood was being drawn and honestly didn’t think anything of it, but right after I’d returned the bandaged kitty back into his carrier, I folded into a neat little […]

Life in the time of corona

My natural tendency to steer clear of people is finally useful, if not downright responsible and applauded.