As I write this, I’m mid-air flying to London for an emergency trip back to the UK. ✈️ Cam was there with me when I got some concerning news and he was so amazing, nothing but supportive. 🥰 It wasn’t even a thought that I had to ask for “permission” to book a flight home even though it means all our Christmas plans go out the window. I had a moment where I thought what this would have been…
“Have you ever considered bankruptcy?” 🧐 My stomach dropped when she suggested that to me. I was having a chat with My Budget, exploring options to get me out of the hole I’d gotten myself into. 🕳️ I was sitting in my newly built house, not being able to afford toilet roll. No landscaping, no blinds, and concrete floors after living there for three years. How did I let this happen? 🥺 I’d spent almost 8 years at…
(It’s the subtle shit that steals your power) Manipulation isn’t always the obvious, movie-villain stuff. 🦹 Sometimes it’s soft, sneaky, and served with a side of “but I’m only saying this because I love you babe.” If you’ve ever walked away from a conversation feeling confused, guilty, or like your brain got fucked over by someone who swears they “did nothing wrong”… I totally know how that feels. 🥺 You’ve probably been manipulated, which is hard to swallow if…
“Relationships take work.” Well yep, that’s true, but there IS a difference between two people working on a healthy relationship and people disguising emotional damage as effort. The latter leads to slowly becoming a shell of yourself. 🐚 All relationships have challenges. Hard conversations, disagreements and growing pains are normal. But if you constantly feel anxious, confused, or like you’re the only one trying to fix things, that’s not “just a rough patch.” That’s a red flag. 🚩 …
My first properly serious relationship was a biggie that affected me for a very long time afterwards. We got together when I was 17; we’d worked together at a gym for a few years by then. I was pretty young and naive and totally in love. 😍 I’d hear my mates bang on about how untrustworthy guys were, and I’d be all “not my man, I totally trust him, he’s a terrible liar so I’d know if he was…
I was listening to a podcast about domestic abuse yesterday. The woman being interviewed works in the field with survivors + training professionals. She was sharing her experience of her own abusive relationship + the shame she felt being in one while also working in the field, as well as how it changed her work. It brought up so many parallels for me that I wanted to share. I never share this stuff from…