• Chapter One

    Just start somewhere. Exactly one year ago I handed in my resignation from my ‘dream job’ to move overseas. I say ‘handed in’ but in actual fact, it was an upbeat farewell email that I spent over two hours drafting. I wanted it to be......

  • Adventures: Week 1: Bari, Italy

    I am aware that generally a diary of any kind of adventure should typically be written day by day, however, mental disorganization is one of my key strengths, and rebelling against what should ‘typically’ be done comes a close second, so I’m going to muddle......

  • 10 fast facts about Tina

    What better way to get to know someone than to play 20 questions, or in this case 10 questions, because 20 seems like a long commitment for you to make. Here we go! 1. I was born in Adelaide and spent all of my teenage......

  • Why I Quit my $120k Job to Travel the World

    If I were to sit down and write a list of the things that define success, I’d stack up pretty well. Dream job, a loving boyfriend, financial freedom, good health and a roof over my head. Many would agree that I have no cause for......

  • What’s eating at me? Anxiety.

    In one word…anxiety and by now one would think it would be tired of me, yet still, it clings on like a leech without the benefit of purification. In fact, the needle-like teeth of Anxiety tear at my skin allowing the murkiness to rush in......

  • Impostor Syndrome

    Impostor Syndrome The inability of a high achiever to recognise accomplishments and a persistent fear of being exposed as a ‘fraud’. 6 weeks ago I took a new job in a new city. It was a big and scary change. I’d been with my previous company......

  • Am I going to Greece this year?

    It’s August and all I can think about is Greece For the past few years, I have spent nearly every August in Greece bathing in the Ionian Sea and soaking up the European sun.  I talk about this all the time, but Greece is my......

  • I’m fat. Let’s talk body image

    A twisted insight into my body image This morning I woke up fatter than I have ever felt before, and no I’m not exaggerating. My stomach is flabby, my legs are wobbly and it seems my ass has completely lost its perky shape and has......

  • Are you giving up on your dreams in favour of money?

    Are you slogging away at your 9-5 while your dreams die like butterflies in a jar? I hear you.   I’ve always envied the people who can say they love their job. My response when I hear someone say this is usually- “Wait, let me......

  • I’m a love fool

    Day…I’ve lost track… : Foolish in love or love fool? I’m a bit of a running joke amongst my friends. “Oh, Tina has a new boyfriend? She will be married soon!” “Hey Tina, you’re almost 30, now is the time you’re supposed to get married”......

  • My Birthday Weekend

    Days: 6, 7, 8: My Birthday! Apologies for my tardiness, but I took a laptop break over the weekend to celebrate my 29th birthday and what a weekend it was! I have never really looked forward birthdays, at least not for many years. They come,......

  • Is The Universe kicking your butt?

    Day 5: No I didn’t miss a day, not exactly. The Universe is being sassy Ok, so I said I’d write every day, and I have been. So where was yesterday’s post? It got stuck in my drafts because it was just too raw and......

  • Am I still the Wellness Wanderer?

    Day 4: It’s probably time to state the obvious…where is The Wellness Wanderer? If you are reading this article you either A) Are a fan of The Wellness Wanderer or B) You have been spammed from my personal Facebook Page (sorry and you’re welcome) I......

  • It’s a 12 hit Tim Tam Slam

    Day 3: If I want to eat 12 Tim Tams, I’ll eat 12 Tim Tams Yes. On Friday I allowed myself to indulge in 12 Tim Tams. Actually, allowed is probably the wrong word to use, it was more like I subconsciously devoured 12 Tim......

  • Darling you simply lack discipline

    Day 2: Am I just fucking lazy? My Dad used to call me lazy a lot when I was growing up. It was mainly because my room was always a mess and I always had a stash of coffee cups scattered across my desk. I’d......

  • A Writer’s Reckless Commitment to the Written Word

    Day One: I am a writer. What have I just done? Honestly. Is it necessary to make this kind of commitment? I mean, who is this commitment for? My readers? I don’t have any. Myself? As a method of torture perhaps. Committing to an authentic, well......