Over the years I've done a few favourites posts, subject specific and mixed. They seem to have, each time, gone down a treat, so since the end of 2018 has brought me a tonne of new things, and at that, things I love, I wanted to share the things I'm happily bringing into 2019 with… Continue reading My 2018 favourites I’m carrying into the New Year
This week has held two very important events directly relevant to my life, and... I never had a chance to speak about them. The truth is, on these days I wasn't feeling too fabulous, so I really had to prioritise my spoons, physically and emotionally, but these were also too important to me to simply… Continue reading Valid: Mental Health Awareness and National Coming Out Day
A response to Kim Kardashian's toxic behaviour, in which I promote self love and the instinct of intuitive eating.
I first heard about ‘Learning To Love The Girl In The Mirror’ a while before I was approached about joining the blog tour. As soon as I saw it, I knew that it would be a book I was going to pick up as soon as I got my hands on it. I don’t know… Continue reading Learning To Love The Girl In The Mirror – Helena Grace Donald (BLOG TOUR)
There is one phrase I live by when times are tough; "Nourish your soul." Primarily, I began to use this for bopo purposes, in the sense of 'nourish your body', without allowing it to be exclusive; because when the ED hits and thoughts are spiralling round, nourishing your body can seem like a toxic idea.… Continue reading Nourish your feed, nourish your soul: #SockItToEatingDisorders
26th February marked the beginning of a very important week; Eating Disorder Awareness Week. If you don't do anything else this week, I ask just one thing of you: To be aware. Not everyone will be comfortable enough to share their stories. Not everyone will have the emotional energy- whether it's the ED that sucks… Continue reading On Eating Disorder Awareness Week, be aware.
Tick, tick- Two years since I knew something wasn't right, I knew- just not what. I thought I deserved it. Deserved what? What was wrong? Two years since I cried, I cried, I cried until my sadness, my hatred turned to sheer emptiness- a void (where a whole heart should have been). You were my… Continue reading Tick, tick (the unspoken)