Monday 30 May 2016

Some Things Aren't Meant to Be: On Picking Yourself Back Up Again


Some things aren't meant to be. It's rubbish, but it's true. Life throws us all sorts of stuff to deal with when we are least ready to be able to deal with it. But, if you believe that there's a path that's pretty much already laid out for you, like I do, then you'll know that things work out okay in the end. They might not be okay right now, but they will be.

There are some things in our lives that just aren't meant to be part of that path in the long run. They might not last forever, but that doesn't necessarily mean that they weren't supposed to happen. My friend Natalie says that people come into our lives for a lifetime, for a season or for a reason; I'd like to stretch that to situations and circumstances. Some things are happy and they might last forever, or they might be a constant struggle. Some things happen for a short time, they might be sad or they might be happy. And there are things in life that happen to us or that we are part of because we are purely supposed to learn from those things. It might be a lesson that results in a change of behaviour, opinion or outlook, or it might be that we are supposed to learn to live with or without something, or maybe we're supposed to value something in a way that we didn't know it was possible. Regardless, things challenge us to make us stronger.

The scary and awful thing about getting stronger, is that you have to feel weaker for a while first. That's the bit that sucks ass. But the important thing is that we need to pick ourselves up, brush ourselves off and carry on. If we didn't, we'd be pretty stuck.

Picking yourself up is easier said than done. But you'll get there.

Take a bath. Get dressed that day. Sleep. Cry. Scream. Throw things. Take time out. Find some headspace. Be alone. Don't be alone. Spend time with friends. Watch tv sit-coms. Light a candle. Remember to eat. Talk. Think about where you want to be in a week, a month, a year, three years. Do anything you need to, but remember that there is something at the other end. There's something after all of shit bits that's worth riding out the storm for. Take the time that you need and then stand up and carry on.

We got this.

Sunday 22 May 2016

Yep, I did it again...Lush Haul!


I know it happens far too often on here, but the reason why I picked up a few bits today is because I feel like I haven't been practising self-care quite often enough. I have somewhat neglected myself over the past few months and it's made me miserable. To the point where I was thinking of making myself a rescue dog shelter style advert to put out there. Bad times, folks. 

But there's been a happy new release in our local Lush and I just thought I'd pick a few extra bits up while I was grabbing one of those for myself. Rejoice!! 

I'll start with the newbie then...

Lava Lamp Bath Ballistic
Orange with purple spots, it looks like something from a different planet and I'm extremely excited to see what it looks like in the water. Too excited almost. I lead a sad life, as you can tell. And I'm very happy pleased that it's a cheeky fruity orange number too. 

Milky Bath Bubble Bar
I'm not going to talk about this, I pick one up every time I do a little haul. Sorry. Not sorry. 

Yoga Bomb Bath Ballistic
I haven't had one of these sandalwood beauties pretty much since it came out last year. I wasn't keen at first but now it's one of my favourites, and really relaxing treat...and the odd colour change. 

Frozen Bath Ballistic 
Grapefruit. Neroli oil. Glitter. What more does a stressed out girl need? Moving on. 

Rose Jam Bubbleroon 
I just happened to wander past this earlier and breathed it in. I fell in love with the Rose Jam shower gel pretty much 3 years ago and I've never given this gem enough credit. But it smells exactly the same and I can't wait to use it.

Twilight Bath Ballistic 
Despite being one of the older ballistics, I hadn't tried this one before a few weeks ago, and it's beautiful. I love it's sweet lavender scent. I think it's one of my new favourites. 

I know it's probably not all that exciting, but it's my way of jumping back into my blog. Which I'm afraid has been just as neglected as I have been. All my fault of course. Girl gotta put her hands up sometimes at just admit it.