Kate
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Trigger Warning: this post talks about bereavements, cancer, parkinsons and pregnancy loss I’m not going to dress this up: 2025 was a brutal year. Not “challenging but rewarding”Not “hard but necessary”Just heavy, relentless, and quietly devastating in ways that built up rather than exploded. This was the year where joy and grief existed side by Read more
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Gather round, children. Aunty Kate is about to deliver a TED Talk nobody asked for but everyone desperately needs. The Art of Being Condescended To While Knowing You’re Smarter Than the Person Condescending You’d think, by now, the world would’ve learned that speaking to women like they’re confused toddlers is not a good look. Yet Read more
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Having a bad day is never a good experience; when you’re on holiday it’s even worse. Yes, I’m on holiday if you didn’t know, did I not mention that? I knew today was going to be a not-good day. My dreams have been so weird recently, so there was no way it was going to Read more
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Let me just say this upfront: my ADHD makes me hyperfixate on people in a way that’s not cute or charming (trust me, I wish it came with an off switch). It’s borderline obsessive, and it takes over without asking permission. When I fixate on someone, a friend, a new acquaintance, whoever, I get all Read more
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Hi, I’m Kate. I’m a science teacher, science consultant, and a neurodivergent human figuring out how to function in a world that rewards the mask more than the person wearing it. This one’s not polished. It’s not a tidy life lesson. It’s just the truth, mine, and maybe yours too. I call myself high functioning. Read more
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I stayed in a hall of residence last night. One of those accommodation blocks with the aesthetic of a budget hotel, but the vibe of a holding cell. Single bed. Thin mattress. Window that lets in zero air but all the noise. The kind of place that has a fire safety poster from 2004 and Read more
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On Sunday, I went to the tip with my mum. Classic weekend ritual when she’s visiting. Yes, there really is that much rubbish in my house. We always seem to end up there, like it’s our family pilgrimage site, only holier because it smells faintly of old carpet and stale MDF. This time, we were Read more
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Do you ever just wilt? Not dramatically. Just…meh. Like someone left you in the sun too long and now you’re just sort of lying there. Limp and weird. That’s me lately. Not sad. Not in crisis. Just flat. Like a balloon that’s given up. And I keep thinking, is it the heat? Maybe. Probably. Definitely-ish. Read more
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Last night, I wrote a to-do list. Not just a casual jot-down of vibes and vague intentions. This was a full-blown strategic plan of attack. Forty items. Four. Zero. Because my parents are coming to visit at the weekend, and my brain decided that the only acceptable way to welcome them is to pretend I Read more