You shouldn’t need proof in black and white that you’re good enough. But when I received my dissertation mark the stress of the past few months felt worth it. The sleepless nights leading up to results day did not. It’s one thing being stressed about a project. It’s another agonising over it once it’s done. Not because you don’t think it’s good enough but because you know your feelings of not being good enough will remain once the project is over. I cannot hold onto achievements. I think that’s something inherent in the human race. Positivity lasts a second while…

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Seeing as my last post was almost a month ago, I thought I owed No Space For Milk a little life update. So here are a few things that have happened since I last posted because June was a pretty busy month. I moved out Last week I moved out of the best little place I’ve ever lived. It will always have a special place in my heart as the first place that Brandon and I lived together and I’ll miss its weird blue lighting in the bathroom, and the fact that it was constantly the same temperature of hell.…

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How fast has May gone? I haven’t read as much as normal this month because I’ve been so busy with uni work. But I have still managed to read three books and restarted Harry Potter so not an unsuccessful month by any stretch of the imagination. Our Kind Of Cruelty – Araminta Hall Mike and Verity have a special game. The Crave. They play it to prove what they already know: that Verity loves Mike. That she needs Mike. Even though she’s marrying another man. Now Mike knows that the stakes of their private game are rising. This time, someone has to die… When…

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At the beginning of this year I was getting married, in two week’s time in fact. The date is burned into my brain. It was going to be an anniversary date to remember for the rest of my life. And now, I’m not. The date is simply going to fade into the oblivion of the other 364 days in the year. A hard part of this whole experience is juggling other people’s expectations and opinions. When they hear that I’m not getting married anymore, they assume a relationship breakdown and that isn’t the case. We’re together and happy. Obviously I’m…

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I like gravy on my chips. I don’t wear a coat on nights out, regardless of how cold it is outside. And you’d better believe I have a bottle of Henderson’s Relish in the cupboard AT ALL TIMES. The secret’s out. I’m a Northerner. But in the next few months I’ll be swapping God’s Own Country for Somerset. The best part of all of this is that I’ve never set foot even close to Somerset. The furthest south of England I’ve been is London, I literally have no clue what the West of the country is like. So you might…

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