Every now and again you may find yourself saying you 'hate yourself.' I seem to find myself saying it more and more frequently, and thought (in a mission to lower the frequency of said occurances,) that I would list the main culprits causing me to loathe, despise and utterly deteste myself on a daily basis. NB: This is of course, not an exhaustive list. It doesn't include things like when I tell people I'm going to the gym and actually end up pressing snooze 10 times, when I text the wrong person something inappropriate, or when I let my boyfriend stick his finger up my nose in public places. (etc.etc.etc..)
This will be a different post to usual - it's a personal reflection and a bit more deep/personal than my usual posts, so just a heads up on that!
Towards the end of 2015 all I could think about was getting a new job. It entirely consumed me. I loved everyone I worked with, and I enjoyed seeing my work come together, but there were a ton of things about the company that wasn't for me, I felt very unstable and so just before Christmas I started a new job. And it really made me realise something.
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