teenage angst

‘I was clearly bet into Amy’ In this episode Emma delves into her 1995 summer camp diary as we explore her true feelings for her preteeen hockey rival and what it really means when you challenge an arch enemy to a water…

Come sit here by the (Kindle) fire, child, and let me tell you of a magical time back in the olden days. It was before your Snapchats and your Spotifying, before the words ‘problematic’ and ‘discourse’ and ‘intersectional’ escaped from…

When I was around 15 or 16, at the height of teenage angst, I literally hated every inch of my body from head to toe. My hair was too fine and unmanageable. My eyes were too blue and my eyelashes too sparse. My nose too pointy, my earlobes…