Ten Inch Pepperoni with Extra Misogyny Please

Sometimes, it’s easy to forget about the world we live in when you’re surrounded by good people and most of your spaces are safe and you can just ignore the news and when you don’t ever really go out on a weekend or have to negotiate the centre of town when it’s full of drunks. Continue reading

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I know, not all men. But definitely some of them.

I found another lump in my breast a few weeks ago.  My first thought was that it was probably another cyst, and I was right.  When I had first found a lump, just over a year ago, just before Christmas, I spent a few weeks thinking the absolute worst.  I  didn’t tell my new partner.  How could I?  She hadn’t signed up for that.  The morning I spent at the breast clinic, alone, was pretty grim.  They confirmed there was something there, gave me a mammogram, and then an ultrasound, which was when they told me it was a cyst. The relief was palpable.  I had loads.  It’s just a thing!  That particular one, they drained.  The pain was quite intense.  They were very sympathetic.  Told me to go to my GP if any changes happened.  And so, I did. Continue reading