If you make the self-checkout more painful then it already is, then you're on the arsehole list.
Writing lists to remind me to write lists & other panicky filled habits. For years, I thought the way I behaved fell into one of two categories. Just things that I’ve always done, so why are you looking at me like I’m insane? Really fucking odd and I’m never going to admit to … Continue reading Little Miss Worry Guts : Chapter 3
Panic Attacks & LA Freeways. See the way I look at my anxiety is quite simple, really. I went on holiday once to LA. My boyfriend at the time was driving us to a Lakers game and we got stuck on a freeway. Now, if you’ve been to LA then you’ll know what … Continue reading Little Miss Worry Guts: Chapter 2
Welcome to March. The month two girls try to tackle making the internet a little bit more real.
Before they have virtual friends, but nothing real.
Little Miss Worry Guts: An Introduction. Nothing quite spells out ‘anxiety problem’ like driving home from your therapist’s, racked with a worry that even she almost certainly thinks you’re a complete bore. There’s me, paying a woman good bloody money to talk to me. To help me understand why once again my brain feels like … Continue reading Little Miss Worry Guts : An Introduction
'...and there he was before me. All seven very well filtered photos of him...' '...our first date was like no other. We got shitfaced, moaned about our jobs and had a snog outside the train station....' '...our eyes locked in a coffee shop queue. And I shat myself . We'd been speaking on Happn and … Continue reading Excerpts from a modern love story…