It seems the general view today is that human rights are a collection of socially-created values, which we have agreed are inviolable and universal to everyone. However, it becomes problematic when we argue that on one hand human rights are inherent, and on the other hand admit that they are rules that we have created ourselves. If we can make up our own moral code, why can’t someone else and what do we do when the two clash?

My generation spend 3 hours a day on our phones. We are isolated and stressed. We don't feel like we have any friends. Millennials had it bad, Gen Z have it worse, so what next? Do we accept the fact that we’re all slightly screwed, and destined to be lonely forever?

Growing up I didn't have a clue what I wanted to be. I still don't now. I don't think I'm alone. Yet people still love to say 'you do you'.

If you’ve ever encountered sudden loss, you’ll understand the feeling: a raw anger at the injustice of the situation. But what if there’s no one left to be angry at?

Why is it so deeply frustrating when we don't get something we feel we deserve, and less so when we get a good thing that we certainly don't? Is the idea that we could have it all hindering our hope of happiness?

The injustices in our society are rife, and we are increasingly more vocal about it, especially on social media. But how far does being more aware and vocal about evil take us?

It is only when we live without touch that we realise how fundamental it is to our existence. In a culture with endless rules governing our physical interactions, how can we reclaim the innocence of touch again?

We like to think we’re so sophisticated these days – we’re enlightened, broad-minded people who don’t burn witches at the stake any more. Yet if anyone breaks our strict, constantly evolving moral code can they ever find a way back?

Our national political dialogue has become increasingly toxic. And our social media feeds are full of online abuse. On last week’s Question Time, Rory Stewart recently argued we need more love in politics. Is this just political cliché, or is this the hope for our divided nation?   

Life is stressful for all of us, sometimes it is very stressful. Essential oils and good long bath might help for a day, but how can we reduce stress, not just temporarily but forever?

Is my desire to be romantically pursued problematic? For years, popular culture fed us the story that finding Mr Right would make us happy, now they’re telling me that self-love is all I need. I’m not so sure either will do the job.

I knew working in a controversial field was going to force me to encounter regular confrontation, but being catapulted into the heart of the vitriolic tribalism of our age hit me like a ton of bricks. So why is it so difficult to disagree well with other people these days?

Every hero we have – past and present – seems to have some kind of flaw that causes them to be diminished in our eyes. Why do we continue to believe the best about people, even when we know they are hiding stuff? And what worldview helps give an account for the failings in them, and in us?

Having downloaded Strava, I felt compelled to always try to run as fast and far as I could. Simply because it was measured. But I soon found that – in life, not just in running – what I measured controlled me...

As heroes go, Jesus was something of a failure - he didn't wipe out the baddies, he didn't liberate his people, by the end of his short life he didn't even have more than a handful of followers. And yet, 20 centuries later his is the biggest religion in the world. So did he fail or not?

It’s been nearly a year since I received a bombshell of a rejection letter that obliterated the future career I had taken for granted, and took with it, as collateral damage, something that had bound itself to my identity. It shook me to the core, and knocked me off my feet. Nothing has changed in my circumstances so how come I now feel more secure than I did before?

It's the God's honest truth, unicorns are in the Bible. They feature more than once, cross my heart and hope to die.

We all want to be seen, known and loved for who we are. One researcher thinks she's found the key to unlocking this feeling. But is her solution just another empty promise?