It’s taken me three weeks to write this post. There has been 4 different versions and none of them have felt right. Having something so demanding to write whilst going through the motions and problems I was discussing in this post was a challenge to say the least. It’s not that it was difficult to write, more I just couldn’t write it. So, there’s no intro to this. I’m just diving head first as I think a few people need to hear this. Continue reading “Emotional fizzle”
Good morning, afternoon or evening to you all!
I’m pretty excited today to share with you all my latest little side project. I think anyone with any interest in writing or words will love this just as much as I do.
remember how in May I wrote a post called Healing through poetry? It wasn’t a particularly long or in-depth post, but I discussed how writing bad poetry had helped me during difficult times. It was a bit different from my usual posts, but you guys seemed to really enjoy it (yes, I was surprised), well this is quite similar to that. This side project wasn’t something I ever intended to share on here but I thought a few of you may enjoy it and want to create your own one, so I snapped up a few photos this morning whilst I was in my pajamas still (its super cloudy today so moments of good lighting can not be missed) and got to work writing it out.
I want to introduce you all to my word tin… Continue reading “Inside my word tin”
Well here we are folks, back sitting in my favorite coffee shop, hot chocolate by my side and a bowel of monkey fuel to my left (their version of porridge). I’ve just finished my session with my counselor and I feel like an end of a season is approaching.
I’ve been in counselling for just over 2 years now, something I’m thankful to look back on. I’ve seen three different people in those years, all with their own style and approach to the problems I bring with me to the sessions. The time and caring nature those people have brought to my life is something I’m incredibly grateful for. They have all truly gone above and beyond for me.
I’m sat here, calm and content.
I truly believe my time seeing someone might be up. Continue reading “Here I am”
How many of you are still hung over from last night and how annoyed would you be if I start yelling HAPPY NEW YEAR!?
Folks we have somehow made it into 2019… would you just look at that. It’s now the time for those pesky new years resolutions from last year too have the dust blown off them and with a sigh of guilt, we’re gonna say we’re going smash them this year.
Guys, you know me by now… I don’t do new years resolutions, I’m more of a ‘I’m going to try to implement this lifestyle change right away instead of waiting until the next calendar milestone because I don’t want to waste time’ kinda person. I’m your friendly new years version of a bah humbug.
Whilst everyday brings new opportunity and even though I won’t be making any new years resolutions, I think the end of a year is a good platform to talk about the next 365 days and what we’re all expecting from them. Continue reading “Blog update and a happy new year to you all”
Well here we are folks, 2018 is almost up. We have a few days until Christmas and then is a quick ride till the new year. Where has the past 12 months gone?
I can’t say I’m big on new years resolutions and self-reflection for the passing year was never my thing and yet here I am writing this. If you’re on twitter now is the time where you find funny hashtags like #2018infivewords and other short bursts of witty humor grace our screens. Got to admit though, most of them hold a dark sense of humor to the fact that for most, 2018 has been a bit of a rubbish year.
When I look back to the last 356 days I seem to naturally start gravitating to the more negative aspects, the things that left a funny, unpleasant taste in my mouth for the rest of the year. It’d be so easy for me to only look at the hardship and pain leaving me agreeing with twitter in saying 2018 was a rubbish year. But unlike most I have a memory bank that allows me to not forget any moment that matters, and that memory bank come in the form of this blog.
When scrolling back over this years posts, my life that I’ve shared with thousands of people on the internet, I can’t help but feel a whole heap of respect for this year. It’s by no means been easy, but 2018 has been a year that’s truly made a difference. So I’m breaking out of the negativity and sharing with you all today how blogging in 2018 has made a diffrence.
I hope you enjoy
I’ve been doing a lot of scrolling through the internet trying to find youth based projects who are advertising for writers. Lately I’ve been trying to expand my writing portfolio and thought this would be a starting point. Surprisingly, I’ve come across one or two and have been looking into applying for them.
One thing I do love about this generation of youth is that we’re probably one of the most empowered generations going and have been enabled to have a voice with the platforms necessary to use it. Many of us feel passionate about something and for young writers that creates the awesome space for us to pick up our pens and start writing to change the world. I too have a passion, something I want to use my voice, pick up my pen and change the world.
My passion to see people with anorexia healed is what drives this blog.
Through my own recovery I so often have spoken about my relationship with God and how it was through him that I was set free from my eating disorder. So when I see a call for young writers to create articles to create change, my immediate thought is to use my testimony to help others.
I was once told that I have a golden ticket testimony, that it will change lives and yet, I hesitate talking about my journey of freedom anywhere else other than this blog. Continue reading “Why does my passion have to feel so shameful?”