Baby is very complicated to explain to another person, she was a concept, a representation of the ideal feminine archetype, born from an...

Baby was broken. She was made out of broken pieces. My heart was broken and as a result I created Baby as a persona and defence mechanism...

I love this song for two reasons it makes me think of mum because it was through her that I first heard it, and because it makes me think...

I think I left off at the point where I moved schools and was struggling to a djust/ not adhere to conventional gender stereotypes such...

Baby was my mask, costume, alter ego, persona, other self. She was how I disguised and covered everything I didn’t like about myself. I’d...

What I want is freedom, independence, happiness. Joy. Love. Peace. All that good stuff. I'm done with nightmares, internal screams....

The anorexia was preceded in year six by me throwing my food away at break and lunch in an effort to be thin. I didn't quite know why...

Baby was born in a toilet stall at the age of twelve, as I cried after being mocked mercilessly by another boy from my year group. I was...