Behind every scar is a story. This is where I share mine. Not just the facts, but the feelings, the memories, and the quiet strength that carried me through. From childhood trauma to rebuilding life after heartbreak, each chapter is raw and real.
I write to heal, to release, and to remind you that you are not alone. These stories are not about being a victim. They are about surviving, rising, and living with meaning in spite of it all. Whether you have lived something similar or just need to feel seen, you are welcome here.
I was eighteen.Fresh out of school.I had just started my first proper job working in a residential home that supported people with mental health difficulties. It was supposed to be a simple summer job. A chance to earn some money. A chance to get some work experience. Then I found out I was pregnant. Pin […]
Life in Sierra Leone Before I moved to the UK, I lived in Sierra Leone, I lived with my mum and my older sister. My mum was a single parent, raising both of us on her own. I do not have many clear memories of those years, only scattered moments with my mum and a […]
Finding Out I Was a Twin Losing a twin at birth is part of my story. I can’t remember exactly when I found out I was a twin. I wasn’t raised by my parents, so I didn’t hear it from them directly. I think I first came across it through adult conversations, overhearing fragments here […]
It’s often said that if you’ve had a difficult childhood, you’re more likely to experience mental health struggles as an adult. I’ve learned that healing from childhood trauma is a lifelong journey. And while I used to hear that and brush it off, the truth is, I now understand just how real that statistic is. […]
I was seven years old when I arrived in England. It was early December. Cold and unfamiliar. London. Brixton, to be exact. I came to stay with a woman I now call my aunt, though we’re not related. Her mother, who I call my gran, was the one who brought me here. These weren’t family […]
