Around two years ago, I took the biggest risk of my life. Instead of looking for a regular job related to my education, somewhere in the middle of my maternity leave, I started looking for a freelance writing job.

Ooh friends, 2018 was a hot minute ago. It was also, if memory serves, a bit of a relationship rollercoaster.

I can already tell that you guys are rolling your eyes at me. And yet, you clicked on the article, so you’re ready to be convinced.

Life isn’t a game that can be won or lost on the basis of some arbitrary social markers.

We all want the guys to like us. To love us. To desire us. Thems the facts, pals.

That’s a promise, not a threat, too. So that’ll show you up, you fear mongering lot, you.

Wait. I can’t do that. I’m not comfortable doing this, what do you think this is, The Voice?!

Why Is My love Life like a Taylor Swift song: what am I doing wrong?

Ladies, if your man crush Monday is a repeat offender, there’s only one thing you can do.

There’s nothing better than loving yourself. Unfortunately, most of us are taught that others always come first… or at least I was.

Hey you. I know you. I’ve known you forever. And I know you’ve always been on this crazy quest for love.

“Toughen up,”they tell us, as soon as we encounter the very first problems in our lives. Toughen up or otherwise, this world will eat you.

We all have our moments when we feel like a veritable saint among the fools around us.

This is something that lots of us deal with on a daily basis, but always feel alone in our struggle.

Every day millions of people fall in love. For the first time. Or the last time. Or the least advisable ‘against all reason’.

We all know that we want the independence and freedom from our parents. However, we also come to realise just how much we took for granted from living at home.

For years I have been the outcast, but not the outcast who just dressed differently or who listened to peculiar music, although I was guilty of that too. I was the little girl who was not “black enough”.

I’m going to engage in a good old fashioned trip down memory lane. Way back when we were still deeply uncool, nerdy, gangly university students. You know, when we thought we had life cracked in the first month and then events transpired to indicate how very much that was not the case.

I’m going to level with you, dealing with success is hard. We all think that we’re on top of the world when things are going well for us, and that that’s that. Well, it’s not that simple.

Don’t you just love New Years? Or Birthdays? Or (I can’t believe I’m saying this) Mondays?