I'm well fucked. I have more issues than Cleo. I'm insecure and jealous. I'm sensitive and easily misunderstood. Because of the way I am I have ruined something very special to me and pushed away someone I adore.
No more. I'm done.
A blog about finding myself through conscious living, double loop learning and continuous self evaluation. Aiming for self improvement and balance with health, fitness and love
Saturday, 12 April 2014
Eternal disappointment
My life is one big fuck up followed by another. My heart aches, my head is pounding and it hurts to breathe.
I am so very sick of myself. I have worked very hard on so many facets of my life and I just keep hitting brick walls. I am a pretty sorry state for a human to be in. Hanging on a thread. Always alone. Unloved. Unwanted. And yet still trying. For what end? Disappointment? Rejection? Heart ache?
I am so very sick of myself. I have worked very hard on so many facets of my life and I just keep hitting brick walls. I am a pretty sorry state for a human to be in. Hanging on a thread. Always alone. Unloved. Unwanted. And yet still trying. For what end? Disappointment? Rejection? Heart ache?
Friday, 11 April 2014
Thursday, 10 April 2014
Wednesday, 9 April 2014
Love thyself
I am focusing on self love. Yes, again. I keep losing sight of it. Because it does not come naturally and I'm a pretty conciliatory person I tend to put the needs of others ahead of my own. I am trying to find the right balance to ensure that I car for myself and have leftovers to love those around me that deserve it.
So, this morning I had iron cereal with banana and blueberry yoghurt served with pineapple juice in a wine glass. Because I am that classy.
So, this morning I had iron cereal with banana and blueberry yoghurt served with pineapple juice in a wine glass. Because I am that classy.
Not average
I realise that I am not easy to be around. I am easily upset (but, as one of my writer friends says "if you wanted me to write nicely about you, you should have behaved in a manner that was deserving of such"). I know that my dietary requirements are a pain in the arse. I appreciate that I am overly fussy (though I don't believe I impose this on anyone. I am always more than willing to accommodate to meet the needs of other people). I know that I can be moody and I turn on a dime. I get frustrated easily and tend to clam up when people hurt me (which seems to be fairly frequently).
I'm also feisty. I have my own opinions and I'm not afraid to voice them. I won't be told what to do, wear or say. I stand up for what I believe in. I can be exceptionally strong if I have to be. If someone rejects me I will hide my pain so well they will never have any idea that they're affecting me so deeply. I am in no way normal. I don't want to be either.
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