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Watching Trust Me: when horror, belief and the human mind collide
Content warning: This post reflects on themes of cults, coercive control, religion-based abuse and psychological harm. There are some documentaries you watch and move on from. And then there are the ones that stay with you… Watching Trust Me (Netflix) this week left me with that sickly, unsettled feeling that lingers long after the credits…
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You can read a thousand papers about young people.
Or you can sit with one! Over the years, as both a mum and a youth worker, I’ve read a lot about young people. Studies…Academic papers…Frameworks…Labels for everything. Sometimes it feels like there’s a whole industry built around analysing young people. Some of it is useful, I’m sure! But after years of actually sitting with…
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What Youth Work Has Taught Me
When some humans hear “youth work”, they often imagine crisis. Trouble. Chaos. Something heavy or a bit scary. Sure, there are parts of it that are hard! But at its core, youth work is surprisingly simple. After all the courses. The frameworks. The action plans with very official names. This is what I’ve learned: Humans…
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When Stress Knocks on the Door
Stress… it’s wild, isn’t it? One moment we’re fine and the next our whole body is speaking a language we never consciously learned ~ tight chest, racing thoughts, shaky hands, stomach doing gymnastics for no reason at all ♡ Our bodies are ancient creatures. They don’t lie and they don’t wait politely for a better…
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The Quiet Power of Gratitude
Sometimes life feels like a lot, doesn’t it? The to-do lists, the endless “what next?” the relentless bills coming in! But then, out of nowhere, a little moment stops you ~ a warm cuppa in your hands, sunlight that touches your face, laughter that lingers longer than you expected. It “boops” you on the nose…
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Mind Gardening
Some days it feels like the whole world’s on fire and our phones are the smoke. The endless scroll, the noise, the outrage, the propaganda ~ all of it quietly seeping into our roots. We say we’re “just checking in” but sometimes it feels more like being plugged into a collective panic machine. What a…
