By: millie.rooney | August 16, 2015

I greedily reach for more both hands outstretch stuffing my face and gorging. Other people’s tears dribbling down my chin. Their lumps of sadness choking my throat and sitting heavily in my belly and yet still I reach for more. My hunger is not stopped by the bloating and the sleepless nights that will follow as I toss and turn in bed attempting to digest this glut of sadness (reflection journal, 2015).

I’m a sadness eater. A title I’ve only just come to own although it is a profession I’ve been practicing for years. I’ve invented the job title recently but my role and position description have always been quite clear.

In the world of universities and polite small talk prefaced by “and what do you do?” type questions, I’m Dr Millie Roone...

By: millie.rooney | August 02, 2015

The Asparagus Revolution took place on the 19th of May, 2015; a great uprising in defence of dignity and integrity threatened by insecure tenure.  It was a day when I finally got a grip on my life and remembered that at heart I am a fighter and that it was time once again to take up the challenge. And you know what? Life post revolution has been better than it’s been in a long time…


But I’m getting ahead of myself, before the revolution there was the long march through what some in the academic arena know as ‘Shit Valley’. The emotional awfulness of the conditions in which I work has become so much a part of me that these days I struggle to articulate it. Thankfully in a lucid moment some months ago, I wrote it down:

I've cried before wor...

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