Tag: self

I know what it feels like

Keywords: lifestyle

I know what it feels like to feel alone. I know what it feels like to live in a new city without knowing a single soul. I know what it feels like to be the youngest in the team. I know what it feels like to experience imposter syndrome. I know what it feels to feel like a failure. I know because I’ve been there. You are not alone. You are not a failure. You are knowledgeable. You are smart. You will figure it out. You are made for something greater than you could have ever imagined. Patience is a virtue, but with hard work, anything is possible. As always, if you need to talk, feel free to reach out.

https://mrsprofresh.com/changing-gears-a-journey-of-discovery

It only serves as a reminder of the kind of people I never want to get involved with again

Keywords: being single, blog, blogging, cheated on, controversy, daily entries, diary, diary entry, discussion, eating, everydays, goals, infidelity, lockdown, loneliness, Mental Health, nihilism, problems, quarantine, relationships, single, thinking, thinking diary

Now I’m dedicating time to becoming the person I want to be. The person who is utterly unaffected by jealousy or envy, the type of person who says “I’ve had enough and I’m out, I deserve way better.” Hopefully, a wholesome and equal love will enter my life, if I do what’s right for me.

https://faithsthinkingdiary.wordpress.com/2020/05/13/%e2%9c%a7-entry-46-thats-enough-%e2%9c%a7

You’ve been so fucked up by someone in your life that the minute someone comes along and tries to treat you the way you deserve because you’re a fucking decent human being, you back up and out those walls up like you’re trying to stop that Trojan horse from storm charging the city of your soul

Keywords: advice , blogger , cake , coping , depression , friendships , love , mentalhealth , priorities , relationships , self-love , therapy , ukblogger

Starting again is a difficult time of your life. It’s hard to break out of cycles that you’ve always known. It’s hard to break habits of a lifetime and it’s hard to loose people you’ve believed would be in your life forever but that doesn’t mean it’s a bad thing. Sometimes starting again, on your own or with someone new can be the most refreshing and exciting times. Learning the little things that matter to someone and even new things that you didn’t think you knew about yourself can be wonderful.

https://hashtag-mumlife.com/2020/03/16/dont-fuck-with-feelings

What do you owe your parents?

something I often hear, the fact that we owe everything to our parents. Well, I tend to disagree. We didn’t choose to be born, we didn’t choose if we wanted to be born. They did. Our parents wanted children for their desire, for them. It is true that, as children, we need food, clothes, a roof, money for our studies. And they did everything to give us that.

https://merirosvo.home.blog/2019/10/16/we-owe-nothing-to-our-parents

Barbells and Belly Shirts

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I’ve thought a long time about what I am going to write, if I should even write, what is Screenshot_2019-09-29-12-33-44~2even the fucking point? But whatever. it’s kind of therapeutic for me, so here I am. Over a year ago was my last blog post. It was bitching about being fat. That was my main reason why I decided to write again. I was so angry, broken by my own body, or what my idea of what my body should look like. There was so much guilt and shame, but I can say with confidence that I am different from that woman. Not yet whole, but definitely healthier and more happy.

I have always been overweight. Well, since I can remember anyway. I have also hated my body just as long. No matter how active I was, my body refused to be anything but just overweight. Like most girls, I was…

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Nobody actually f*cking cares

bailcakes's avatarDear Josephine..

I’ve never been one for hugely inflammatory or click-baity titles. I generally opt for Simpsons references and alliteration to attract readers, as it makes me feel smart and important. I can appreciate how the title “Nobody actually fucking cares” would seem to break this trend, as it alludes to Dan having regressed to the emotional state equivalent of putting Sum 41 lyrics in his MSN status; let me assure you though, this is an uplifting piece.

Of course people care. They care about their jobs; they care about their families; they apparently care about their eyebrows a lot these days for some reason. There are plenty of things in life worth caring about, and far be it from me to judge what those things may be for any given person.

What they probably do not care about, is you.

Oh sure, your Mum cares about you. Your siblings probably do…

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