I spend an inordinate amount of time analysing my relationships with the people in my life. From family, husband, friends…… All of them. This post is about my relationships with my friends. And the future of these friendships. The other day, I wondered if my friends would ever throw me a party. I don’t even… Read More Anytime you need a friend
It really is hard (for me) to avoid thinking about what 2018 has been and what I hope for 2019. You know, goal setting, resolutions etc. Meanwhile, I’ve already decided I am not planning to do goals, resolutions for 2019. I am coasting. That is about it – Wait, is that a goal I’ve set?… Read More New Year, New Me
When I was in university, I made a mistake. I made a mistake on who I chose to be in my life. You see, a man showed me attention, told me I was beautiful and I thought that was enough to warrant having him in my life. And as a result, I carried a hurt… Read More On Youth and Mistakes
Music means a lot to me. Not in the sense that I made a career of it. But that in 2018, it literally gave me life. 2018 has been terrible. Not to say that good things haven’t happened, but as a whole? I wouldn’t be exaggerating by saying that it is the worst year I… Read More 2018 and Music and Me
“Oh wow you are so confident!” “When did you become so confident?” “How did you become so confident?” These things make my eyes roll so much. I follow enough fat people on Instagram to see how often this question about confidence is asked. It is so irksome that the expectation, the norm is that we… Read More Fat and Confident
It’s easier to forgive the failings, mistakes of a romantic partner than it is to forgive the failings of a friend. Or am I observing this phenomenon wrongly? I can’t help but ask: Is there a friendship you have let go of that if the issue that arose was with someone in a romantic relationship,… Read More For Better and For Worse
I hate crying because I tear easily. I’m convinced something is wrong with my tear ducts because it makes no sense how the littlest and most nonsensical things make me tear up. And as a result, whenever it was I could control the flow of my tears I did. But most times it doesn’t work.… Read More The Unbearable Lightness of Crying
