Starting Over

August 18, 2018 2 min read

What a difference a month makes. As I sit writing this, a month ago to the day I was spending my last night in a house in Manchester with my boyfriend of almost 5 years. The man who, up until only…

The Dimmer Switch: Falling Out Of Love

July 1, 2018 2 min read

Falling out of love felt like the flick of a switch, but in reality it’s more like the gradual turning down of a dimmer. Things start brightly, so brightly. Your sun is shining with such veracity that it illuminates even the…

Thank You, Binge Eating

June 27, 2018 4 min read

  (Illustration by @lauravennison of @notplantbased)   **Content Warning: this blog post talks about disordered eating and Binge Eating Disorder. Please give it a miss if you think this might trigger you.**   I’ve spent a long time hating my binge…

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Hi! I'm Sophie.

Writer, thinker, often overwhelmed.I like to talk about film, feelings and feminism. Not necessarily in that order.

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  • Hot chocolate break with @mathew_curran before we hunt down more photo opportunities - and meatballs, obviously. 🇸🇪
  • My mum got me this lady cushion and I LOVE it
  • Gripping, poetic, and consistently lightbulb-inducing as it explores a world where women rise to power, I couldn’t get enough of this book. I haven’t read fiction in years, but this reminded me that I ought to, much more often.
  • From Icelandic winds to sunny Spanish rooftops; quite the climate change, but I’m not complaining ☀️ Swipe to see some of my favourite photos from Malaga so far, or I’ll be posting the full set over at @sophslens_ 📸
  • Some of my favourite snaps from Reykjavík round 2. We came back with sore feet, tired legs and much lighter pockets (Iceland is pricey, people!), as well as a friendship even more incredible than it was before we left. I adore you @hbensonx.
  • In Reykjavík, happy as Larry. (📸 @hbensonx)
  • I’ve been spending a lot of time here, because anywhere else feels a bit too scary at the moment. Who’d have thought that throwing your old life into the fire, and letting it burn up to create a new one, would have such lasting hurdles? Its a strange feeling to know that you wouldn’t want to go back, but sometimes wish that you could. I’m done with the pressure and the comparison of trying to replace what I’ve let go of. Solitude, it turns out, is the best thing for now. And this room, with its comfy bed and grey walls and light in all the right places, isn’t such a bad place to find it.
  • This little corner of my room is my favourite; a collection of memories I’m reclaiming as my own. 🌟 After a week of ups and downs I’m going on a solo cinema trip, because sitting in a dark room and not talking to anyone feels like a good choice right now. Hope you’re having a good Sunday 🌹
  • But soft, what light through yonder window breaks?

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