My beautiful auntie Lydie.
You had such a difficult life and yet you were the kindest, ever-smiling, most caring woman I ever met. I wish that you hadn’t suffered so much at the end but now you’re at peace and with your daughter in heaven.
Tu me manques très fort
Just pulled out a chunk of my hair. I was wondering when/if that would start happening. Sighsz. PCOS is a bitch. Be grateful for your healthy ovaries girls. That and your hairless necks and stomachs and your regular moods.
So this is a song I wrote this afternoon. I was watching a documentary about people who jumped off Golden Gate bridge (cheery, I know) and who, incredibly, survived the fall. It was pretty dark but also uplifting because they all turned their lives around. It inspired me to write this song. I haven’t jumped off any bridges but I do know what it’s like to feel like you’re on the edge, when you can’t see any rational way out of a dark place. So yeah, the programme spoke in volumes to me and I wanted to share what I wrote.
Hope you like it.
Recently, the Youth Advisors on the Youth Insight project met up again for a meeting, mainly to discuss the direction of the project and the plans ahead. We have an incredibly important and exciting event coming up at the end of the year which has become the gravitational pull of our project at the moment and we’re all keen to get stuck in straight away with working and planning. However, the day did start on a bit of a down note when our project manager explained to us that an organisation who we were really hoping to engage with and work with on our project to change drug and alcohol policy, had pulled out at the final stage of agreement. This disappointment got me thinking about youth involvement in general…