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If you've been following me for a while, you may remember some stuff I said about my Mum.
If this is your first time reading, here's some context: I grew up in the Jehovah's Witness cult (boy, have they been getting some press of late!) and my Mum was bashing that bible like her life depended on it, literally.
Being the daughter of the self proclaimed lover of Jehovah and Witness/deliverer of his word, the cult and all its cultiness was ceremoniously shoved down my throat on the daily.
Part of that ceremony was the learning that being queer in any way, shape or form was bad and god disapproved of it entirely.
So when I eventually "came out", much to my Mums' horror, our relationship deteriorated quite dramatically. Eventually bringing me to the conclusion that I needed to move out of home and start my life from scratch.
That meant creating myself a new family and friendship circle at the fully mature 16 years of age.
I don't know if this sounds bad to you or not but trust me when I tell you that this time in my life was probably one of the hardest I've had to deal with (to this day).
Sprinkle in a shit tonne of trauma for extra learnings and existential dread later on in life.