Validation
I don’t like not being seen, like I'm invisible; working alone is isolating and it’s hard to change my perspective on my own.
I don’t like not being seen, like I'm invisible; working alone is isolating and it’s hard to change my perspective on my own.
Of all things in life, I am struggling with my thighs at the moment. 5% of my body, 1% if that, and yet I can't stop.
The power balance in business, especially between buyers and brands, makes me really genuinely angry. Here's why.
Diary entries written from 2018 to 2019, writing this blog post is the first time I read them from start to finish.
Overwhelmed by thoughts - 29, single, no other real job experience than a subjectively-failed business - what do I do next?
Living with an eating disorder is like being at war - two voices in constant battle in my head, fighting to be heard.
There is no winning with an eating disorder. Less pride in recovery milestones, I only hear and see weight gain - and it still scares me.
Following a trend on Instagram is the perfect analogy of running a business - time believed to be well-spent can often allude to nothing.
There's an ‘i’ in exercise for a reason. Doing it for ourselves or the validation of others - and what if I am not in a good headspace?
Holidays are more about looking good in a bikini; until I'm loved and successful, I don’t believe I deserve it.
I am more afraid of, threatened by weekends than weekdays. Mental health ruins my capacity for fun.
I live in a constant state of worry - who will I be on the other side of recovery, and will people like me?
I am obsessed with my business but equally feel lost, depleted and unsure. Do I quit now and will I be happier for it?
I joined a co-working space to help normalise socialising and eating habits - unfortunately, I have not enjoyed one free perk yet.
Today is my friend's birthday. Not even about me and yet I feel nervous, the eating disorder like a Scarlett Letter on my dress.
I have to consciously not overthink body change. Otherwise it will get to me that I no longer look or feel how I used to.
In terms of what ‘success’ means to me - my business is far from it. And when I fail in business, I fail elsewhere.
A job that I love but has a high chance of no reward. Welcome to running a business.
I am scared and embarrassed to admit to my slip-ups, failures, in recovery. Here's the truth.