I’ve been in residential housing for a month now, and it’s a strange kind of in‑between place. Not unsafe, not dramatic — just quiet, awkward, and full of routines that don’t feel like mine. My flatmate and I barely speak. We cross paths at meds time, nod politely, and then disappear back into our own …

Today I discovered something important about myself: I am basically a part‑time IT technician now. Honestly, I should start charging myself an hourly rate. It all began this morning when I needed to get into my website. Simple, right? No. No it was not. First, I had to break into my own email like some …