A response to Kim Kardashian's toxic behaviour, in which I promote self love and the instinct of intuitive eating.
Tag: journal
Happy International Women’s Day
Celebrating International Women’s Day is about celebrating ALL women. If you don’t include trans women, disabled women, BAME women, sex workers, immigrant women and any intersection of self-identifying women/non-binary or fluid folx in your celebrations, that is NOT celebrating women. https://twitter.com/laurbethany/status/971691991905067008?s=21 Today, I want to thank ALL the women in my life. Whether they’ve given… Continue reading Happy International Women’s Day
The harm of ‘diagnosing’ Trump (end the stigma around personality disorders)
Mental Health. An aspect of health slowly being spoken about more and more (thank goodness). We truly are getting somewhere with the stigma around mental health, but that seems to exclude many aspects of mental health. Although there still a huge stigma around them, people are gradually understanding depression, anxiety, even suicide, but there's one… Continue reading The harm of ‘diagnosing’ Trump (end the stigma around personality disorders)
Travelling light, travelling right.
By travelling light, I do not mean bagless. Heck, I am the worst at packing and if you saw my lugging my bags around, you'd think I was trying to move in. By 'light', I mean freely. Without condition. Spontaneously. I've always loved travel, but recently my etching for it has rocketed. I love to… Continue reading Travelling light, travelling right.
A reflection of the 18th year
It's been a whole 5 days since I turned 19. Scary, huh? What's more scary is what's happened the past year.
The 13th Doctor
I was actually planning on writing up a post detailing my opinions on the bookies' new Doctor's bets, but what with work and moving house, i've been a little too tired and time consumed to sit down and even think before now. What I can say is, before the bets were even announced, I said… Continue reading The 13th Doctor
200 years on: What Austen means to me
It's July 18th 2017. A long anticipated date for me. Today is the 200th anniversary of Jane Austen's death, one which she came to in Winchester. I've visited her grave, of course I have. I've even been to her mum and sister's. But visiting her grave over a year ago now is something I found… Continue reading 200 years on: What Austen means to me
