Month: September 2018

The contents of my brain today:

I’m too ugly. I’m too fat. I’m too busy. I have nothing worthy to say. I’m uninteresting. I’m boring. People are mean. It’s all too hard. Nothing’s ever going to be easy. I’m shit at everything. I’m always going to be shit at everything. Nobody likes me. I shouldn’t feel so edgy. That just makes me needy. I’m not allowed to feel this way. I’m tired. I want to eat all the brownie.

Today has been emotionally draining. So I’m going to keep telling myself, you’re allowed to feel that way. It’s ok. It’s normal. It’ll pass. But fucking hell, it’s hard. And some days just suck. Tomorrow may be better. It may not be. But it will get better. Some days just suck. Be kind to yourself, it’s ok sweetheart. (more…)

Do you shrink away, make yourself smaller so you don’t get noticed? Yeah me too. And it’s something I’m trying to give up. I’m trying to own the space that I so dearly want to take up. So much so, that there’s a lot of mantras coming out me at the moment. From the last post we have ‘say fuck it and have a go’. But that can be tough when we don’t think we deserve to take up the space we need to do that.  (more…)