Leading up to the new year, I saw that people were choosing a word to describe 2018. I wanted to do that but I couldn’t find a word that really meant something to describe how I wanted the new year to go. Until, last week. As I was coming up with ideas for writing and blog …
Exactly one year ago, I published my first post on this blog! My first post (read it here) was about how I struggled with self-love. I had been through my first heartbreak (read that here). I felt completely lost and I didn’t know what to do with myself or what I wanted out of life. …
I know I’m not alone in my frustration when others don’t understand what I do or what I’m trying to create for myself. I made a poll on my Twitter asking if anyone would be interested in a post like this and 20 people voted yes and so here I am.
Over a year ago, I had my first heartbreak and real breakup. I mean I had a ‘breakup’ in high school that I was sad about, but we dated for a month so like does that really count? Not really.
It’s no secret that with our recent generations that there has been a significant increase in people having anxiety. The constant intake of social media and comparing ourselves to other’s highlight reels on the internet certainly doesn’t help that. But the fact that we grew up in a time where technology changed and advanced so quickly and so many other factors of modern society, it’s no wonder that so many of us are suffering from anxiety.
There is an incredible misconception about what being a feminist means. It’s all too often thought of as being a dirty word or a man-hating agenda – all which are far from the truth. Simply put, being a feminist is the equality among the sexes socially, politically, legally, and economically.
I never used to be big into the law of attraction, or things like actually writing down my goals. But more than half of my new year’s goals involved getting closer to my dream life, and whatever I was doing in the past just wasn’t cutting it; I knew I had to try different methods.
Something that has really peaked my interest in the last couple months is why I am the way that I am. I know some of the aspects to that question lie in my anxiety, but there were just somethings about myself that I couldn’t explain to people or even myself.
Every year as you get older just gets faster and faster. I feel like it was just 2016’s New Year’s Eve and then I blinked and here we are a whole trip around the sun later. It’s crazy and I will never not be shocked by how fast a year goes by.