Story Corner

Clean Sheets, a Plate of Toast, and a Very Naked Man

This is the story of a girl who just wanted to enjoy her clean bedsheets and a plate of toast. The night began like any other. I was on a night out with my friends at university, so of course this meant I spent the evening gradually losing them one …

How Becoming Period Positive Has Transformed My Life

I didn’t discover the period positivity movement until around 2015, even though I had been period positive since I was a teenager. I can’t exactly pinpoint the moment I decided to change my mindset; it’s like one day I woke up and just got sick of all the patriarchal bullsh*t …

Men, Women, Both, Neither: One Woman’s Tinder Adventures

I identify as pansexual, meaning that people who identify as men, women, neither or both are on my radar; unfortunately its slim pickings here in my hometown. So what’s a millennial 20-something to do? Tinder. I picked my best selfies, tried to put them into an order of what I …

Not Being Assaulted at a Gig is a Basic Human Right

TW: This article contains descriptions of rape and sexual violence The media has a habit of rewarding men for doing the bare minimum. Just three weeks ago we saw a man attempting to claim feminist hero points for loving his girlfriend “despite” her curves. ‪I don’t usually make a habit …

It’s a Funny Story: Why I Read My Teenage Diary to Strangers

A few years ago, my best friend was unceremoniously dumped by her long-term boyfriend. She arrived home distraught, only to find that her beloved guinea pig, given to her as a present by the aforementioned boyfriend had dropped dead. We recalled this story over a bottle of wine recently, tears …

A Tale of Exhaustion and Language Barriers

“What type wheelchair?” The Palma airport access desk assistant (who I expect speaks the best english) says to me.   I stand looking at her in silence. You see, I can walk. I walked up to this desk. I had just been to check-in, also on foot. I can get …

Shout Out to My Ex

My last long term relationship ended, in 2011, a few weeks before my 20th birthday. I’d had the same boyfriend for the last year and a half. We would spend every weekend together, and I was friends with his mum and his dog. All in all, we were two people …

I’m Your Daughter: What I Would Say If You Would Listen

You’re my mother, but I know I’m an embarrassment to you. I always was, but never more than now. I wonder if you know that other family members have reached out to me privately, with concern and worry. They’ve explained that you talk about me in hushed tones, trying to …

I Am a Reader, Until Suddenly, I Am Not

I am a reader. I read every day, every night. My brain is full of stories or ordinary girls and courageous heroes and magic dragons and living, breathing words. I devour book after book. Packing for holiday is a struggle. This is the day before e-readers, so I have to …