Recognising that I have actual control over my own body

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…

Tossing the Shitty Aspects of Myself into the Bin

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.

Searching for Who We Are

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”

Crashing the Self Improvement Train

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”