Ive come to believe that women…and men, have been trapped in this wheel of shame and self-blame that no one likes to talk about.
Why is it that I thought that every aspect of my life needed to be so meaningful? So serious? So life-alteringly complex. Some moments are just moments. Just there to be lived in. Enjoyed. Made fun of.
Have you ever come across a concept or a thought, in like a movie or a novel, that stays with you far longer than the plot or the characters? It’s been about 5 years since I read The Witch of Portobello and while I couldn’t recount it save for the major plot points, there is a concept I came across in the novel that I can’t stop thinking about.
When I got that tattoo, dude I realised that the opinions of others over my own body are worthless. I’m marked now with a permanent fixture that reflects back so much love and understanding…
Now don’t get me wrong – I am not a garbage heap of a person – but I recognise that there are parts about myself that are not necessarily conducive to my own happiness. So they have to go. Or I need to get better at dealing with them.
Or accept them altogether.
2020 has come to a close and lets think about anything other than resolutions and workout plans. Please.
I think a common idea that springs up for most twenty somethings these days (at least I hope so because otherwise I’m an absolute outlier), is the thought of what we actually want out of this existence. Not like expensive cars or nice houses, not even having loads of friends and starting a family. IContinue reading “Searching for Who We Are”
So I took a break, for a few weeks, simply because I felt as if I had nothing to say. Or at least that’s what I thought, until now, after realising that I have indeed forgotten to not take myself so seriously. Just do the thing. It’s really been a recurring theme in my life,Continue reading “Crashing the Self Improvement Train”
8 things you can do today to feel more centered and confident about yourself.