It’s been nearly a year since I had my lil’ breakdown; I was almost going to abandon my blog but luckily Darla managed to slap that outta me and encouraged me to go back to my roots and blog like the good ol’ days. I’m not going to go into too much detail about this (as I already have a post about it) soooo I’m gonna’ dive right in to reflect what life has been like this past year!
Hey cutie! How are you? Just a really quick blog post today to give you an update on what’s been happening recently… To be honest, I’ve not been doing very well ｡ﾟ･ (>﹏<) ･ﾟ｡ Self-care doesn’t really exist for me anymore and I just feel so awful. I haven’t worn a sheet mask in ages, I’ve been eating so many snacks, and evenings after work seem to fly by and I never really have time to do anything.
I know what you’re thinking – Lizzie, didn’t you already write this post last year? And, well, yes, I did, and it took a lot of back and forth in me deciding whether or not to publish this new post, but the truth is that those goals suited the person I was a year ago. I have since then whittled them down and have truly aligned with the person that I really want to be. The Lizzie that I picture in my dreams.
This goes hand-in-hand with my discovery of Manifestation (AKA Law of Attraction) and now I write down my goals as if they were already true. Gosh the positivity I felt writing this was contagious. I began to believe that I could achieve anything. I stopped rushing to achieve my goals because I knew that I would achieve them when I’m ready for it. I visited the Elan cafe in Knightsbridge when creating this post and the timing was almost perfect. I just knew I had to publish this!
And so… Here goes!
And in that moment I felt so alive.
I turned my face to check if my blusher was visible enough and of even vibrancy on both sides (it definitely was – I might as well have emptied the whole block of colour onto my face) and my eyes occasionally flickered up towards the beautiful lashes that framed them. Gosh, yes, it felt good. With one last slick of lipgloss my war paint was complete, and I was ready to tackle the world.
Some days my relationship with myself is a good one. Sometimes I love how my eyes aren’t quite that shade of blue but neither are they green; that my legs look as if they are never-ending; and that my ability to pull the most stupid faces brings a smile to my husband’s face (or maybe it’s a oh-god-she’s-doing-it-again-grimace).