Well… I’m guessing 99% of the people on this planet would have one heck of a story to tell when it comes to 2020. A story which we will definitely be repeating for many years to come. Mine, sorry not sorry, I think is going to be a lengthy one, filled with a lot of opinion and a lot of realisation. It could probably be done in parts actually. But
Category: "Life is Peachy"
There was a meme that went around toward the end of this year stating something along the lines of “the year is almost over, and I just want to say, what the fuck was that?!” I identify with this meme completely and whole-heartedly. I honestly thought this was going to be a banger of a year. But, the voices started… again. I watch a lot of those true crime documentaries
It was so hard getting into the new year. With the craziness of the wedding only a couple of months before, and then coming back from our honeymoon straight into the Christmas period, it was exhausting trying to adjust and find normality. I started to bring forward old memories of always feeling left out and unworthy and unwanted. I’ve never been good enough for people and that memory was beginning
I had a really good feeling about 2017. It was something about the number. My laid-back approach toward work didn’t really last. I became desperate to remove myself from my position. I was becoming exhausted by negative, arrogant and selfish personalities I was serving and working with. I couldn’t be around that environment so often anymore. It drained the positive energy out of me. So, I began speaking more to
In a year of a long list of happy news, I found myself finding them less important than all the things that brought me down this year. The negative was always so minor to the positive, but I let it take control of my happiness. It was overwhelming. For the first time in a long time, I caught myself questioning whether I should change for them, or if they should just get
What an incredible, overwhelming and exciting year 2015 has been. This year started off with so many positive occasions and achievements. Not just for me, but for the people around me, also. It was full of happy staff – weddings, engagements, new babies. It was extremely welcoming. The tail end of the year had its hurdles, but when I think of how awful I felt last year, 2015 was one
Earlier this year, I was enlightened. One of my cousins, my partner and I were having a discussion, and in that discussion the subject came up about how I always tell people I was a ‘mistake’. People would laugh it off and ask why. Lightheartedly, I would tell them that my mum hid her pregnancy from everybody, including my dad, because she couldn’t believe a woman of 40 could fall
I’m not the sort of person that relies on a year to end to start over. Whenever it’s time to change, moving on or simply trying again, I’ll do it when it’s due. Not because the years ticked over. I’m not a ‘new year, new me’ sort of person. Ask anyone that knows me best. But, unfortunately, I have fallen into that trap this year and I hate myself for
Simply… They make me happy. As a former (and hopefully one day again) radio personality, I can only aspire and wish I had a show like, and the ideas of Dan Debuf and Maz Compton. Apart from how great I think the show works and the personality they bring to it, I look forward to listening to them on the drive home. I don’t ‘look forward’ to that sort of
Note: Names have been changed to protect the identity of the people in this story. Everyone at work spoke a lot about Mesh and her abilities. I was always curious to find out more, as I was a firm believer of the spirit world and still am. It was 2010 and after a few years of running off the tracks, I needed something to put me back on them stably.