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Healing together

Being an adult is tough as rocks. Life is already not easy with; having to find yourself, making loved ones happy, paying bills, being happy and sharing your light with others. Sometimes we get so consumed with how frustrating life is that we think we're the only ones going through something difficult; that our problems are the hugest and there's no way around it. And don't forget; no one understands us! It's easy to get sucked into the whole cycle of self torment and loathing. The negative thoughts pile up on top of more negative thoughts and before you know it, you're too depressed to pull yourself out. Going through my own tough times has taught me to be stronger and help people even in more need than I am. First it starts with shock, sadness, anger, denial, acceptance and the painful process of letting go. Healing is a process but the most amazing thing I've come to realize is the more you help others heal, the faster you heal. There's so ...

Raising your frequency

Did you know? Us humans are energy fields and our minds are so powerful; so magnetic and dare I say; absolutely magical. We can speak into existence exactly what we literally say to ourselves or about ourselves everyday. What you feel on the inside, reflects on the outside  How powerfully beautiful! One of the most basic examples is when you look at people who easily sweep off negativity and prefer to only be in a headspace of positivity. They are always smiling and at peace because despite the fact that they know life is not perfect they prefer to focus on the positive aspects of it. When they hit their toe on furniture they'll say "hey, sh*t happens and they move on." They might even say well "at least my manicured nail is still intact." And laugh it off then go ahead to have a great day because life is too beautiful to waste away on focusing on the negative. Imagine always thinking of someone you hate; your whole day or even perspective on life ca...

Love lives here

"You're beautiful, you're amazing, you're "bae goals", you're kind, you're worthy, you're hardworking and you're loveable." Compliments that we often so easily give to other people to uplift their spirits and make them feel loved and worthy; like they're not alone and despite the storm, everything will be okay because they're strong and invincible. However, it's so hard for us to look in the mirror and tell ourselves that we are all that and more. We feel inadequate and almost like we're lying to ourselves when we repeat these same words to ourselves. In fact, it takes a lot more convincing our own selves that we are worthy of compliments, that we are beautiful warts and all; and despite our flaws we deserve unconditional love and that love mostly comes from within. A healthy sense of self love that is neither conceit nor vanity but exhibits self value and appreciation is perhaps the truest and highest form of pu...

Letter to self

"You're sexy AF" The typical message many men will send you as a woman. Is it even a genuine complement or it is something they say to get into your pants. We're so obsessed with getting validated on social media. You post a picture and guys go like " wow, you're so beautiful. Can I have your number." Imagine how many women men are sending that same message to. We are so consumed with keeping up appearance on social media that we take everything that people tell us to heart. We easily forget how fake people are. We are quick to assume just because they praise us on social media their opinions matter and we let them so much into our lives without even realizing it. After going through stuff, sharing your life with virtual strangers, in the end the only people who really matter are the ones who are honest with you and connect with you everyday. It's so easy to forget who are and what matters when social media is screaming " post y...

Fake it till you make it

I've never been one to fake anything. Of course by anything as a woman I'll clarify; my emotions 😉 "Girl you need to smile even if you're having a bad day." I often hear this and roll my eyes. There's so much power is wearing your emotions on your face; allowing the feelings to consume me fast and slowly; and then boom the whirlwind is gone forever once the chaos stops. You don't get to go home and cry in your bed at night lonely and devastated. I refuse to drown my feelings in a bottle and plaster a big stupid smile on my face for people to feel comfortable. " Girl you share too much!" Yes my friends and strangers tell me that all the time. I'm the typical extrovert. I'll meet someone and basically tell them my life story. I'm not interested in pity and sympathy. I literally have release therapy from talking about stuff. I'll cry and listen to hard rock and throw air bullets into the night sky until all my stron...

Hope

Human beings are such amazing creatures. I had a rough end of the year due to unforeseen circumstances and I thought; "how will I survive?" My festive season took all the energy and strength I had to get through it. I was devastated and broken. I struggled to get through it. I went through meals and tears disguised under the hugest smile.  I attended parties with dampened mascara and eye bugs but by God's grace I made it. If anyone wore sadness and stress beautifully it was me! I made everyone laugh and danced through my pain and anxiety. I danced all night until the sun came up. I was always the fun girl and there was nothing "party pooper" about my aura. Not even once. Bathrooms were for tears and dance floors were for dropping it like it's hot. Snoop Dogg would be proud. I was crying for help day in and day out but I had to stay strong. However, some people saw through my pain and the amount of people that reached out to help was unim...

Detoxifying my soul

Do you know who you are? Do you understand what ticks you off and what drags you to a dark place? Do you know why you're so empty and desperately search for a life purpose day after day? I asked myself these questions whilst I turned and tossed in bed for hours after hours. I was so anxiety ridden. I would sit up on my bed and try to rock myself to sleep. Knees pulled up so high they almost interlocked with my eye sockets. I was afraid of a lot of things. Things of you asked me, I couldn't name. I'd find myself reminding me to unclench my jaws and relax my coldly drawn in shoulders. I'd breathe in and out spontaneously for no actual reason. Worry and stranger thoughts wrapped around my throat like demons nightly. I cuddled those demons and allowed them to spend the night. They were my only friends as I failed to switch my mind from nocturnal worry to just allowing things to play out the way they should. My imagination is like a wild fire. Once I allow a...