Body confidence isn’t something that I easily found. I’ve been insecure for about 90% of my life and most of my insecurities are focused around my appearance, more specifically, my body. For the past couple of years I’ve been fluctuating between being confident as fuck to being insecure as hell with my body. It comes … Continue reading The Baggier The Better
Towards the end of last year I gave myself some reminders to try and keep me mentally healthy. One of them being to make sure I write everything out of my mind. So this is what I’m doing. I’ve had a lot on my mind recently. My second trip back to Australia has worked out … Continue reading Write It All Out
Commitment. It’s a fairly big word with a big meaning. To commit to something or someone means you are dedicated. You’re in it for the long term whether it is a relationship, a job or owning a pet. You are committed to that thing. I have commitment issues that I joke about all the time … Continue reading Commitment
There is no doubt that mental health has been on one hell of a ride this decade. For me, I started off this decade by attempting suicide, self-harming, I was severely depressed and I had a firm hand on my self-destruct button up until last year. I’m now here clear minded, traumas processed, I see … Continue reading What A Decade
To care for something or someone requires a lot of strength. It can be damaging, rewarding and draining for yourself. I now don't care for a lot, but what I do care for; I care for a hell of a lot. Back before I finished my counselling I cared about EVERYTHING and by everything, I … Continue reading Prioritise Your Cares
The UK will always be my home and I’ll always have a home to go to in the UK. It’s where I am from, where I grew up, it is home to my loved ones and fond memories but I know I could never be completely at home there anymore. I often get asked whether … Continue reading Goodbyes Get Harder
The what ifs that circle around our head can cause us so much pain. The what if I had done that? Or what if I had said this? They are endless and they can ruin our mental state. After my dads death I was filled with what ifs which led to me feeling a huge … Continue reading What If?