A couple of weeks ago I asked my mum to send me a few items over here. One of them being a hoodie that my best friend Z gave to me a while back and its one of my favourite hoodies. I wanted to bring it out here with me but I didn't have the … Continue reading My Kind Of Home Sick
This is a thank you to the most amazing boy in my life. For the past 10 years he has been by my side through thick and thin. He is always full of love, happiness and positivity. I can remember the first day I saw him ever so clearly. No words will ever begin to … Continue reading A Thank You To My Boy
My past battles with my body image and body confidence have been no easy road. I've only just started to enjoy my body and feel confident in the past few months. My first memory of someone mentioning bulimia was when I was 13. There was over 10 of us out for meal and there was … Continue reading Lower Than Low – Body Image
I never wanted to go on antidepressants. When I was about 18 years old I had a few friends and family members suggest that I try them but I refused. I knew I was struggling but the thought of taking a tablet everyday just to try to make me happy didn't sit right with me. I … Continue reading Admitting Defeat – Antidepressants
I've suffered with panic attacks for as long as I can remember but it's only in the past couple of years I've actually realised that those random moments of fear and dread are in fact panic attacks. The first panic attack that I can remember was from maybe 4 or 5 years ago. I was … Continue reading Panic Attacks Are A B**ch
I have tattoos. I only have 9 but I'd say 50% of my body is covered in them and I would not change that despite what anyone else says. There's only my brother and Uncle who have tattoos in my family. I'm the first girl in the family to have them and I guess you can … Continue reading Me And My Tattoo’s
I'm very close with my Auntie D. She's my mums sister but has sometimes felt like a sister to me. She lives just over a 5 hour drive away so I don't get to see her very often. We used to go on holiday every year, normally for New Years. There would be my mum, … Continue reading Anxiety Strikes Again!