The way I described it to a friend was that I felt like I’ve been sitting on a see-saw for the last little while.
Instead of the see-saw being for two people, though, I told her to imagine it a see-saw for about 20. Imagine the lines of wood overlapping and crisscrossing, and imagine them lifting and falling on command.
If you follow the 26-year-old on Instagram, you don't need me to tell you that. The influencer and disability advocate has a certain no-bullshit panache to her; she's raw without being overly earnest, honest without being blunt.
What kind of woman do you have to be, to be the woman we allow to complain?
That’s the question I’ve been sitting on for a day or two now, in the wake of two things happening: The first was ABC presenter Leigh Sales being forcibly kissed against her will at a charity ball she was hosting on Saturday night. When introduced to the stage, director of the multiple sclerosis charity, Phil Newman, turned and planted an unwanted kiss on her lips in front of 200 people.
Today, our newsletter column comes from me, Annabelle Lee. These past few weeks have left me feeling uncharacteristically content. Since starting in an exciting new role as Shameless' Community Manager, I've been stupidly smiley. Most of the time, anyway. See, it's in the high moments that you tend to remember what - or who - you've lost. Who you wish you were celebrating with. And as it usually goes when the feelings hit hard, I wrote it all down...
This week's column comes from our lovely Shameless community member Jade. After listening to the Love Etc. episode, "cheating from all sides", she felt compelled to share her own story. A huge thank you to Jade for being so raw and honest with all of us...
This week, we’ve spent quite a bit of time with people who seem to really know who they are and what they are doing.
On Sunday, Mich and I flew to Sydney to conduct a whole bunch of In Conversation interviews with people we find interesting and inspiring and influential. You know, people you would define as objectively successful, people with inarguable influence, people who have interesting stories and interesting ways of telling them.
In case you missed it (how COULD you), Love Island UK 2019 is over.
It's gone. It's done. It'll be months before I can delight in new contestants with hair extensions that slightly differ from the colour of their actual hair, or who have veneers so shiny I fear the retinal damage they could cause upon meeting sunlight. There won't be any more proclamations that a "teeeexxxxxt" just arrived, or dramatic breakups set to absolute bangers from my new favourite Spotify playlist.