At some point we’re supposed to become afraid of getting older, but I just feel like I’m ageing into my personality. I don’t have time for drama, and I’m glad those drama-filled youth days are far behind me!
I have a complicated relationship with my body, in that, I don’t really like it. I’m no stranger to yo-yo dieting but somewhere along the line, trying to be healthy became a bad thing. Does eating healthy still have it’s place in a body positive world?
I wasn’t planning on commenting further on my visa situation after it was declined, but I still feel like I need to explain myself, and the decision, and why I won’t be fighting it. TLDR; Immigration sucks ass.
Dealing with the #notallmen crowd is a bit like standing in front of a mirror and whispering “men are trash” three times, not unlike Bloody Mary herself.
I am super duper here for all the body positive bloggers challenging what it means to be beautiful. But I’m not there yet, not for myself.