When I met you, you were a little lost. You didn’t know what you wanted to do or where you wanted to go. I, however, had it all worked out; the city move, the study, the career. The more I got to know you the more I realised that I wanted you above all other things. Continue reading
It’s about time I open up about the beginning of my journey because to truly understand how I got to where I am now, you need to know how hard it was to get here. Picture this. You are 21, in the absolute prime of your life. You are studying your hardest at university to achieve grades in the top 10%. Continue reading
The future is something I never worried about; I had it all worked out. I had the next 15 years of my life all planned out and never thought this plan would have to change. In hindsight, this was very naive of me because life doesn’t work out the way we plan – and that’s okay. Continue reading
“How are you still so positive?!” Many people ask me. By being negative, that’s how. No really – I’m serious! Continue reading
“What have you been up to?” You ask.
I respond with “Oh you know just the usual, napping, sitting on the couch, Netflix.”
“I’m so jealous! I wish I could stay home every day and watch TV!” Continue reading
It was once hinted that my blogs were a form of ‘attention seeking’ by someone close to me and it really hurt me. I then began to think about why the hell I was actually doing it and dedicating most of my time to it. I was determined to prove to myself that my blogs were not me ‘crying for help’ or ‘attention seeking’ but I came to the conclusion that as a matter of fact I do want attention for my blogs but not for selfish reasons at all. Continue reading
How am I you ask? Fucking tired. Scratch that, I am fucking exhausted. All the time. Every single day.
When I tell you I’m tired (which I can almost guarantee I will; multiple times) I do not mean I am tired because I had a big night or didn’t sleep well last night. When I tell you I am tired, what I actually mean is I am chronically fatigued. Continue reading
As a dancer, I’ve always expressed my emotions through dance. I would tell a story of my own emotional battles through either my improvisation or my choreography. Lately I have been really down about not being able to physically express my current struggles through dance. I sometimes hear the perfect song and envision myself telling my story through movements and flow. When the realisation kicks in that I most likely will never be able to express myself with dance again, it brings me to tears every time. Continue reading
I am responsible for everything that happens in my life.
Every. Single. Thing. Continue reading
The answer is simple; your health is more important than money – thus making the ‘body’ the winner over the bank account. Simple, right? Wrong. In order to prioritise my health, I have to spend ridiculous amounts of money on doctors, tests, medicines etc. It’s a vicious circle because what my body needs is to rest, but my body also needs medical attention which requires an income, which requires me to ignore my body’s need for rest. Continue reading