A three-part poem about sexual assault.
When I think of my life, it splits into two sections divided by a thick line, a line made up of the hands of men who turned my life and me inside out: the before and after I was sexually assaulted.
Neuro-divergence, media and people of colour
My ‘unemployment’ doesn’t mean that I don’t work – it means that I don’t get paid for the work that I do.
Though my cancer diagnosis was at the end of 2015, the psychological effects of the event are still omnipresent in my life.
Trauma travels and it permeates
"Don’t tell me battered minds matter / less than bruises"
"I didn't know that complex PTSD existed until I came across it in Judith Herman's 'Trauma and Recovery' and realised that I had it"
Each survivor will have their own priorities, needs and boundaries- the conversation must be tailored to that individual