The idea of having a birthday soon did not really excite me when I was fifteen, due to turn sixteen shortly. Every year the couple of months leading up to my birthday was so exciting. Getting to choose presents, flick through the Argos catalogue circling things I want, and most of all.. party planning!
When I was younger I absolutely loved arranging parties with my parents, writing out invites to send to my friends and making up party bags! Such excitement would always rush through me and Continue reading →
The blog post I was most nervous about publishing was the one about my 18th birthday.
I hadn’t shared my traumatic experience with anyone else before because even talking about it made me feel sick and full of regret for going out that night. Even now I find it difficult to talk out loud about it sometimes. I get horrible flashbacks of different parts of the night and following day that seem to keep trying to haunt me. Continue reading →