Let’s take you back 10 years to the year 2009.
That January I had started the year with a hurting heart from being dumped just after Christmas. Turned out the bloke was a right dickhead.
I had lost a bit of weight in 2009 too after having my gallbladder out a few months before, so I was about 8 and a half stone.
Mum and me were also searching for a house as we had sold our house and needed to find one fast to move into. It was part of her divorce so decided to look for rented property. Just after Christmas that year we found it and moved in there in the Jan of 2010.
So now it’s the end of 2019 and wow what a year its been.
I started the year having my bladder out, and having a stoma, which has been quite a problematic thing so more surgery is needed soon.
I have found out who I really am, with my spirituality, my sexuality (I will fall in love with whoever I find attractive regardless of gender … Simple as that) and found out how strong I can be in shitty situations.
I’ve lost a friend I thought would always have my back, her loss. But also gained a really awesome friend she was in my year at school and I’m so glad to have her in my life as she makes me laugh so much and it feels like we’ve been good friends since like forever.
I want you all to really digest this…
You can’t help who you are as a person, what choices you want to persue in life – whether it’s your career or something else. It’s whatever your heart tells you to follow.
You can’t help who you fall for, whether it’s the opposite sex or the same sex, religion or race.
You can help by being happy with what your heart or head has chosen for you.
Keep being you and staying true.
Til next time
OK Hol, take a deep breath and type… So here goes
Whether it’s the size of your waist, your boobs or your penis. Does it really matter?
I have been on the slimmer side and the curvier side
I’ve had big boobs and barely there ones too
I don’t have a penis and never will 🙈 let’s just clarify. But if I did if I was a man I really wouldn’t be obsessing over its size.
So many of us really do stress over things like
“oh no I’m a size 14 I used to be a 10. Or my boobs don’t look great in this top.”
It’s not your boobs it’s the top.
Embrace your shape no matter what it’s size is and appreciate all that it is and not dwell on what it isn’t.
While we are talking about your baps or your bulge. That special someone will love you regardless of size. So start loving it ❤️
Here’s me a single pringle
(I nearly hate that saying as much as people say ‘off on me holibobs’)
I believe that the right person is out there for everyone. No matter how long you’re waiting.
Whether it’s a man or a woman I really don’t mind as long as I’m loved and I love them in return.
I totally don’t think there should be labels such as straight, gay, bisexual, queer, pansexual and any others I’ve missed. It should just be I’m in love with this person, end of.
Its been a while since I’ve been in a relationship but hopefully someone will see what a fab human being I am and literally sweep me up off my feet.
If you are reading this and are single, please don’t worry. Go with what your heart tells you, you will know when the time is right.
Thanks for stopping by
Til next time
PS: I believe I’ve probably wrote a post like this but it is just a reminder 💕