I've always felt very sympathetic from the first days of writing about women that, whatever the woman, whether she is trying to be a woman in the conventional sense or breaking the boundaries, those struggles are quite difficult.

Our idea of a healthy body is so destabilised that insecure people have come to bolster their own bodies by deeming others - those with fat bodies - less worthy, less capable and less employable.

Consumer society tantalises us. We then try within ourselves to control the needs that are being constantly stimulated.

A wanted pregnancy as much as a dreaded pregnancy can play differently than all one's previous imaginings.

No one likes to feel helpless. We find it psychologically unbearable and inside ourselves we may try to make ourselves part author of our misfortune rather than simply the recipient of it.

Boys, young men, men of all ages are being captivated by the new visual grammar which pushes men to pout and posture.

When I was growing up, one or two girls were beautiful, but it was not an aspiration, right?