Have you ever sat on the train quietly, your headphones blasting Missy Higgins new album of soulful treats whilst you put your make up on and find yourself being stared at? I have. Melissa has too. It’s rarely the dirty old guy you think it will be either, most of the time it’s other women [...]
These are often the hardest posts to write so they deserve a special place. This is where I bare my soul, confront my issues and ask for a shoulder to cry on. It’s also a place for me to allow myself to feel proud.