"As embarrassing as those time are now I'm 23 I'd be lying if I didn't say that some of those years where the best of my life, back when N-Dubz were cool, S-Club 7 were probably big and we can't not mention the Jane Norman bags that took over school."
I got thinking the other day about growing up, something we all go through and something that we all experience. Everyone experiences a different childhood and most of us get to an age where we are finally aloud to go to the park alone, just you and your friends; the rule back then would be to return home once the street lights are lit. Usually £2 would be your daily limit so you'd stock up on Fredo's (before they became a pound!) and have a whale of a time on the park.
You see there's some memories of thing's we as kids used to do without a single person blinking an eyelid, try that in 2017 and goodness knows what would happen. It seems the older I become the worse this world becomes, does peace even exist any more? I can no longer walk down certain streets without feeling slightly on edge, let alone the whole smiling at strangers thing that's gone out the window.
I guess danger along with anxiety has become a way of life, we have slowly somehow adapted to the fact we aren't always as safe as we'd like to think; I guess things change ey. Anyway that's not something I wish to focus on here, I think it would be much better to focus on "old times" instead. (sounds fun to me)
"At some point in life you are likely to experience a break up, even if you're young and maybe don't think your deeply in love, you will probably relate to feeling 'the emptiness'. You know the time when you're sat in bed alone after the break up and your head seems to want to replay memories of your lover over and over, resulting in you
I decided to have a little break after publishing
a-daughters-perspective. to be totally honest I was a little blown away from the response this post received, this was a very personal post and slightly different from the others as I focused purely on myself. I wasn't sure on what to expect when I hit publish, it's safe to say my views sky rocketed and messages came flooding in. So just quickly it's only right I thank those of you for reading this post, to those of you who reached out to me and just genuinely for the support from you guys; it honestly blows my mind! I'm so truly grateful to be able to share the things I do on my little internet space, be able to do so without feeling judged badly is incredible and I hope you guy's realise how
much I appreciate you.
"I'm not sharing this for sympathy, for a cry for help nor to let anger out, I share this because I wish so deeply I'd had the opportunity to read another's story with battling cancer, as a relative and not the diseased. I share this because I wish this whole journey hadn't felt so lonely, so strange and so unknown."
Things changing in your life can be scary, sometimes plans don't work out, things go wrong or all of a sudden you're in an unexpected situation. Recently things in my own life have been changing, much quicker than I ever expected. I for one know I've not been feeling all that great about this change and I've probably let it effect me a little too much.
When I talk of change I mean things like; accidentally falling pregnant, not passing an exam, not getting the job you wanted, having an accident or falling unwell - These are changes that are common and usually you'll fall victim to these changes at some point in life. Unfortunately cancer has become common, many people in the world have cancer, it's estimated that each year 12.7 million people discover they have cancer.
"You don't have to be like everyone else in order to feel confident, but if abs are your goal then hell yeah work your butt off to achieve it or if you are curvaceous then you post as many pictures as you want that capture those curves and own it!"
How many of you stand in front of the mirror and are unhappy with the reflection staring back at you? How many of you have an image in your head of the "perfect body"? Is there something you wish you could change about your body? Boy's are you comfortable to take your top off on a hot summers day? When someone looks at you, do you presume they like what they see? I'd love for you to think long and hard about these questions and answer them honestly in your head.
"It's like when you're getting ready for a night out, you're rummaging through your wardrobe for the perfect outfit, yet everything you put on you worry about. "Does it look good enough?" "Does to cling to the parts I don't like?"
If there's one thing I've always exceeded in since I can remember, it has to be worrying. I don't just mean I worry occasionally, I worry every single day about absolutely everything I possibly can. I know I'm not the only person in this world who always worries, which is why I want to share this with you.
"3 years ago, I'd find myself saying "I'd love to do that" or "I wish I had the guts to try and do that" and that's as far as i ever really went. I didn't know a single person who dreamed of similar things to me, nor someone who felt they could do more in life other than the typical 9-5 job."
Here I am again, music on, beverage in hand ready to get stuck in - although today it's a cider not coffee but hey sometimes you've gotta change things up a little right? I'm here with you today to once again share my thoughts with you and basically ask for your help on this one.
As you know I share everything and anything with you, because that's what I enjoy and intended to do from day one, I'm currently sat in my garden I'd planned on tanning while I work.. but that's not gone to plan as its an overcast hell - typical! But whatever I'll make do with what I have.
"I know the day's going to come, I don't know when but I'm hoping it never does, all at the same time. It probably makes no sense to you reading this, as it doesn't even make sense to me! Again it's something I can't explain."
Today I'm writing with the purpose of sharing some real fucking shit with you. This is by no means a cry for help, me asking for sympathy or anything else you may chose to label this as, but to be totally honest it's real shit that I wanna share. This isn't going to be filtered, edited to look better or any of that bullcrap, I'm letting it flow the way it did onto my page in my notebook at 3am. (yes that's right, I couldn't sleep so I decided to do what I do best - write)
So if you're not here to hear some real shit then this isn't the post for you. (I'm also sorry if you don't like people that use swear words, but it's the only word that springs to mind)
"I felt the need to share this post with you, as for me this day proved a lot. The love and support from the good people within this world out weighs all of these horrific extremists, in times of fear we came together, stood together in a crowd of thousands and let me tell you, during that silence I was covered in goose bumps head to toe. It truly was incredible to be apart of."
I feel like it would be totally wrong of me to write a blog post and carry on as normal after the most recent events that took place. I'm sure you're aware by now of the horrific Manchester bombing that took place on the 22nd May 2017 at the Arianna Grande's concert, which claimed the lives of 22 innocent victims and injured many others.
The heartbreaking thing about this particular event, is that it was done at a concert with mainly young children and families, in a place they should have felt safe and been having the times of their lives - I remember the first concert I went to was at the O2 Arena to see Leonia Lewis and it was one of the best things I'd ever experienced! Arianna Grande has shown true strength and courage after the bombing by taking it upon herself to put on the "Benefit Concert" to raise funds for all of the victims and those involved to bring people together through music. (If you didn't at least watch this on the telly, I highly advice you to do so it truly was incredible)
I" simply fell in love with the whole process, I received such a positive response from people that knew me which I guess kept me going. It helps me grow as a person, it helps me share my struggles without feeling alone and most importantly I just love it."
No one understands how bloody excited I am to share this blog post with you, like the only way to describe how I feel is to tell you honestly I can't stop jumping up and down with joy! - Like the photo above, but hey we'll pretend we got the perfect shot in attempt 1... instead of bloody 50! (I honestly worked up a sweat getting that photo for this, haa)
Wait, no actually that's not true because in all honesty I have been driving my family and boyfriend up the wall! I can't stop myself from talking about it. But now finally I can share my news with you and that means I get to talk about it even more.
"Most people who blog do it because it's what they love to do, it's something they've always wanted to do and they are so passionate about it they're prepared to do it for years for free before gaining a well known name, big number in followers or likes etc."
Welcome back lovelies, I was so happy to see you all loved my blog post regarding overthinking, I'm hoping it helped you out. Before I get started, I'd just quickly like to apologise for being late, but HAPPY BANK HOLIDAY MONDAY GUYS!!
Today however I want to touch on something that was all over Twitter a few weeks a go, about Instagram. Now I didn't actually get involved with the whole Twitter debate but I'd be lying if I didn't say I have my own opinion about people buying likes or followers, because I do and I feel like sharing it with you.
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