One second i'm standing there, then i'm on the floor A kick to the stomach, but im expecting more I make him mad but I don't know why Hit to my face but I shall not cry For him I’d catch a bullet, for him I’d die He picks me up, in his arms I lie He sits there crying, as we lay on the bed Wipes away my tears, and strokes my head He says I can leave, but on the bed I still lay He tells me to go, but he knows I will stay He says he knows his actions were wrong But asks me to stay with him, to stay and be strong I wipe the tears off his face Catch a look in the mirror, what a disgrace Not him but ..read more

I love you, I love you too And nothing you could ever do Would change that. Without you, I’d be like the sky with no stars, Or the Earth without Mars, Or that pile of torn bra’s That sits in a bag in the bin because you don’t want people to see I have a cleavage. So I stopped wearing them. For you. I love you, I love you too. And nothing you could ever do would change that. Without you, my heart would stop, I would fall so hard from the top, And I wouldn’t get these hot flushes every time you raised your voice because you think I sounded too friendly in a message, to the people I’m still frien ..read more

1. At what point did you realise your relationship was abusive? I think I always knew. I was quite young at the time, my youngest memory of it really affecting me was maybe 5 or 6. I know I was at school and I was always told if anyone asked how I got my bruises it was because I was clumsy and that I’d fallen or run into something. It was a lie that I remember practising quite a lot – I guess after a while it became second nature and I never really thought about in my teenage years. "my youngest memory of it really affecting me was maybe 5 or 6" I guess when I really understood what abuse was ..read more

If you had to put yourself on a scale of 1-10, with 1 being you at your most lethargic, depressed and irritable, and 10 being at your most chirpy, outgoing and fun – where would you be? Where were you on that scale during your last relationship, or before the relationship you’re in now? Where you happier/more depressed? Did you have low energy or where you more energetic and ambitious? What was your routine like, your habits? What are they like in comparison now? In a healthy relationship couples will generally rate themselves as a 6 or 7 before the relationship started, and a 9 or 10 now the ..read more

Reality is as children we all start life far removed from the mundane practicalities of everyday life, as innocent as, literally, a new born baby. Every activity is a new sensation, an adventure and a new emotion to be discovered and explored. We grow without intending to, learn before we know what learning is and so goes the sly, creeping way of reality. Who can say when the concept of reality hits home? Has it always been there? Is it a concept or feeling that is inevitable or escapable? Truth is, reality is you, it’s them, it’s me and it’s all of us! As a child I held the belief that acros ..read more

Hey, do you remember me? Because I certainly remember you. I woke up this morning thinking of you. I sat for a moment wondering about how you are, how your birthday was and how your day is going, but then I thought to myself, do I even care? Should I even care? Why am I thinking about the person who gained my trust and then used it to hurt me? Why do you deserve any thoughts of kindness from me? You messaged me one day on my social media in the summer three years ago before university started, I regret ever opening your message. You told me you liked the look of me and would love to get to kno ..read more

When I was 16, I wrote a letter to myself not to be opened until 2018; today I opened it and became inspired to write about one of my hardest life journeys. Learning to love myself. At the age of 16 I was really struggling to come to terms with who I was, what I looked like and fitting in, in the letter, I wrote this to myself: “I hope our future is a bright one, remember that we don’t take rubbish off of anyone – I’m a free bitch baby. Stay strong, at the moment I have around 30 cuts, don’t ever do this to yourself again. There’s been so many times where I’ve wanted to die, but I, no, no, WE ..read more

SpillTheTi is a personal project that Tina has set up in order to share her experiences and inspire others. Tina had been sitting on the idea for a while, and after almost launching multiple times, but holding herself back due to touching on some quite sensitive topics, she finally decided to go for it and SpillTheTi Her work is all about self-empowerment, self-satisfaction and self-perseverance. Tina's other recent work speaks on her relationship with her father in 'Hello Daddy... It's Been a Long Time' Below you can read Tina's latest blog: 'Hello, 20-eighteen!' WOW! It has been a while si ..read more

“I don’t believe you; I don’t care; it’s your own fault anyway; GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!” I grew up hurting, yet no one even knew. My father passed away when I was young; I have cried so many tears over my dad, I’m ashamed to admit the tears have come out of selfishness not out of grief. You see, when my dad passed away my life became dangerous, neglectful and full of so much pain. I cry because I wanted the childhood my father planned for me, I cry because he was the first person to ever believe in me, I cry because what if he hadn’t passed away - how different would my life be right now? I shoul ..read more

Ever since I can remember, I was taught that love is nothing more than a feeling, They told me that it's only an emotion that resides inside, Even the dictionary definition defines it as the following: "A strong feeling of affection. To feel deep affection or sexual love." This is what they taught us, Us as in my generation, But they miseducated us, So now we don't know what love is or how it can be felt, And when someone says: “I love you" We believe it, But as I grew older, So-called friends started to fade away like clouds, They were the same ones who claimed to have love for me, Who said ..read more