The anger that comes with grief.

Grief. It’s a horrible thing. It’s lonely, it’s sad, and nothing can prepare you for how it will feel, because everyone experiences something different and for different lengths of time. I’ve experienced grief before, I’ve lost Grandparents, my Aunty and Uncle and many pets, but no loss has ever hit me quite like losing myContinue reading “The anger that comes with grief.”

My wings.

‘Perhaps the butterfly is proof that you can go through a great deal of darkness yet still become something beautiful.’ – Beau Taplin After all the loss and grief I’ve experienced over the last year, my life feels as if it’s filled with gaping holes from what was, or was meant to be. I’m satContinue reading “My wings.”

Even too much of a good thing can be too much.

I like to think I’m pretty good at self-care, but I’ve come to realise I’m actually pretty terrible at it. Despite writing about it, learning about it and reading countless articles about it, I am still not quite able to get the hang of it. I seem to get mixed up between what I shouldContinue reading “Even too much of a good thing can be too much.”

People can be wrong.

For as long as I can remember, I’ve always been the kind of person to take on other people’s opinions of myself. I’m a bit of a sponge to those around me, which has always been my downfall. I’m not sure why I am so open to instantly take on beliefs of family, friends, acquaintancesContinue reading “People can be wrong.”