I've lived through a lot, seen a lot, fought a lot. I'm a survivor, not a victim and my past is sensitive information.

I believe in marshmallows in hot chocolate, in fairy light and fluffy jumpers. I believe in the power of apple pie and good movies and looking at the night sky. I believe in good food, good conversation and good sex.

Overall, I guess I'm a little lonely-but do we ever really lose that feeling?