4 Reasons Why I’m Braving the Shave

I have seen a number of blogs and articles over the past few weeks which are criticising Macmillan’s Brave the Shave fundraising campaign. Whilst I can completely agree with the sentiment of most of these pieces, I would like to take this opportunity to put an individual reflection out there and tell the world why…

Why Ditching Apologies Is the First Step In Self-Care

Apologising has never been so prevalent in my life since the alien came. I’ve apologised for not being able to be with my mam as much, to my partner for my unpredictable wobbles and tears and to my friends for being non-committal with plans. People tell me it’s OK – I still apologise. My mam has apologised…

Families Must Adapt To Thrive

Along with my older sister I grew up with my mam and dad on a 10 house cul-de-sac, in a small coastal town in Cumbria; the perfect 2.4 setup. However, this is as far as the idyllic notion of family stretched. The path of the Harpers never did run smooth; we’ve had false starts, taken…

And suddenly it’s everywhere

Only an hour after the initial alien conversation the Reduce My Risk advert came on TV. The day my family left me after telling me the news, we parked up at a supermarket and right there was a Macmillan Cancer Support billboard. The next night I got in to bed and cried, I turned on the…

You can’t change everything

My avid followers (all 2 of you) may have noticed that the intervals between my blog posts have somewhat increased recently. In the initial shock of the alien landing I was blogging nearly every other day – I had a lot of questions, emotions, overwhelming sensations and new experiences that I had to work through in…

Sometimes I Forget

A friend of mine recently broke up with her boyfriend – she has good days, bad days, sometimes she cries, sometimes she’s scared, sometimes she’s angry. My advice to her has been to let herself feel whatever she is feeling; whenever that is, for however long and to not make excuses for any of it….

The Secret

It was a weekend when we received confirmation that the alien was sticking around for longer than expected and in the style of The Matrix it felt as though the world went into slow motion and the universe rearranged itself around me. As much as all my bosses and colleagues were instantaneously amazing, I was…

“I am still me”

Just a short one after my visit to see Mam tonight… But before I get into the full swing of this, I stole the idea from Macmillan  (obviously they are a lot more au fait with aliens than I am), but I thought I’d share with you my own version of the chemo kit I made for my…

Small Victories

I haven’t penned a blog for a few days now, mainly in fear of being branded a ‘keyboard politician’, a sore loser or other such titles; rightly or wrongly it seems all conversations are migrating (no pun intended) to or from the EU referendum outcome and it’s implications. So instead of trying to avoid the…

Superheroes

I’m in M&S shopping for women’s knickers. Correct. Hold that thought. It doesn’t matter how many adverts, billboards or infographics you see, I don’t think anyone has ever called a family meeting and pooled resources for the possible event of an alien invasion. And why would you? Preempting this unpredictable tragedy, seems a bit macabre….

To My Mother(s)

I hadn’t seen my mam since her primary alien exorcism. She’s doing really really well, we know she is in very safe hands and the surgeon has visited and told her she is recovering at a good pace – we are already texting each other about a chillout night in front of the TV. Saying that, I…

Start Simple

As a gay man myself and someone very active and passionate about the inclusion and equal rights of the LGBT+ community, the Orlando shooting is something that would instantly make me take to all platforms to get into the centre of the conversation. However, the bubble that the alien brought with it hasn’t fully popped yet and…