What's in the middle

  So, I’ve just had some revelation about some people—not everyone, mind you, just a select few. Since I’m knee-deep in my therapist programme (only ten months to go—woohoo!), I’ve started viewing other people's problems through a completely different lens. I’ve found that despite my best efforts to preach kindness and self-care—like reminding everyone to cherish their elders and boost their relationships daily—some folks just don’t seem to get it. It’s baffling, really! No matter how often I shout, “Just be decent to one another!” they forget it all until disaster strikes. It’s like they only remember to be nice when the proverbial hits the fan—when someone’s kicked the bucket, they’ve lost a relationship, or life takes a turn for the worse. Suddenly, they have a moment of self-realisation, but give it a week, and they’re returning to their old ways! I mean, I get it. Life gets busy, and we all forget to balance things occasionally. But come on! Shouldn’t we always be kind and

 Recently, something rather peculiar has popped into my head, and I’m wrestling with it like a cat with a laser pointer. As someone who follows comedians religiously and attends comedy shows like they’re a religious experience, I can confidently say that laughter truly is the best medicine. Honestly, it’s helped me navigate the ups and downs of life—who needs therapy when you’ve got stand-up? Now, I’ve always felt that celebrities have a bit of a duty to set a good example. After all, they’re practically role models, whether they like it or not. They’re blessed with fame and fortune, so why not pay it forward by supporting good causes? Even if it means backing someone who isn’t exactly the crowd favourite, it shows us middle-class folk where our hard-earned cash should be going. But here’s where it gets interesting: comedians have a unique role in society. They’re meant to make us laugh about all sorts of things—both the ridiculous and the serious. So when some of them start to speak

A Journey of Gratitude and Rediscovery: Embracing Humanity Beyond Borders Living in sunny California has been like winning the lottery of life, and I’m incredibly grateful to call America my home. But let me tell you, my journey here wasn’t exactly a walk in the park—more like a marathon with obstacles! After 14 years of sweating blood, tears, and a lot of cash, I can finally say I’ve assimilated into life here. But oh boy, it hasn’t been without its challenges! Despite all that, I genuinely appreciate the opportunities the USA has given me. Let’s get one thing straight: no matter how much I’ve integrated, I’ll never forget my roots. Being born in England is like having a secret superpower! I get to enjoy the best of both worlds—living in the USA while spending quality time in the UK to care for my dear mum, who has dementia. This keeps me connected to my birthplace, even if I sometimes miss my fish and chips. Recently, something eye-opening happened. My mum’s carers, all immigrants, w