I Secretly Want a Makeover (And the Shock of the iPad Mirror)
I rarely admit this out loud, but somewhere in my late fifties, I want a makeover.
The Thoughts We Rarely Admit
Honest thoughts on dropping the act, showing up with authenticity, and the unexpected relief of just being yourself.
I rarely admit this out loud, but somewhere in my late fifties, I want a makeover.
You have the evidence. You’ve done hard things before. So what’s keeping you contained?
Being broken by love doesn’t make you weak. Sometimes it’s just what love looks like.
Less money, nothing owed. There’s a quiet dignity in that most people don’t talk about.
Weighing up a return to the UK, a clash over a motorcycle reminded me of something important.
A student spotted me with a female friend and called my boss. Assumptions followed immediately.
Loving someone with everything you have and still watching them leave teaches you a lot.
We signed the divorce papers, went home, and kept living together. Here’s what that taught me.
We treat draining things as necessary and restorative ones as optional. Time to flip that around.