A little late night thought.

How do you outrun an echo? How do you outrun a past, which is not tangible, touchable, or visible?

Do you remember touching your palms to the television screen as a child and feeling the static reverberate through you? Like an itch impossible to scratch. This is how my brain seems to feel almost all of the time – and I have my theories as to why.

I want to get one thing clear. If you have a great image of me in your head about how I’m really put together, and not crazy in the slightest, don’t read on. This post delves into what my OCD looks like, and whether it will ever go away…

In 2020, after a particularly embarrassing evening, I decided I wanted out. So I quit drinking, cold tofu (little vegetarian joke for you there). Read on to see some of my reasons, some scary stats and what I have learnt.