A book I always come back to is by Emilie Pine. Once I got my hands on it, I couldn’t put it down. It’s a ‘read-in-one-day, reading while you’re walking to the train’ type of book (I don’t recommend this, I nearly walked into many things – and you will most definitely cry in public).
It’s a collection of essays detailing some really tough topics – birth, death, grief, female pain, family dynamics – but in such a raw, honest, and joyful way. Currently, by Tiny Habits. I adore this band, particularly when I’m needing something soothing to listen to.
My favourite songs are often rooted in the lyrics – if there’s a line that stops me in my tracks, or makes me audibly be like “ooof”, then I will hyperfocus on it until the next one comes along! This particular line was, “looking back, I understand I would have done better if I knew how to, you turned me into someone, and I allowed you” (oof). It hits themes I’ve been writing about recently, of reclaiming yourself in the world. I love a line that says something exactly how it is – no layers of hidden meaning.
This always changes for me. My comfort films are usually in the 1990s/early 2000s genre – – but I also love a film that will make me descend into an existential spiral about my life, and audibly sob in the cinema! My favourite film in recent months was . I thought it was such a moving representation of family dynamics, of wanting love, and how it’s what we’re all searching for at th.