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Change & Fear

Wednesday, 11 July 2018
Marisa Bates' recent article on The Pool has resonated so strongly with me that I've managed to escape this 3 month blog break!


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The article is about fear, and how different our lives could be if we weren't so afraid (Read it here: https://www.the-pool.com/life/life-honestly/2018/27/Marisa-Bate-on-fear-and-a-list-of-things-to-do).

'If I weren't afraid, then the rush of doing something terrifying would never be so exhilarating, so wild, so life-affirming. There's nothing wrong with fear - as long as it doesn't stop you' - M.B.

It seems quite fitting to make this an update post of sorts, for your unlikely curiosity, and my own sanity - I miss blogging more than I thought I would. I've been living back in London for nine weeks now, and aside from the professional side of things (where I feel like I'm learning a lot), I hadn't stopped to consider what else I'd accomplished in this time.

The biggest change, aside from leaving university, was adjusting to single life. I had previously been in a relationship for nearly six years, so being solo brought with it a sudden loss I hadn't anticipated. And yet, it was also exhilarating. Who was I, outside of this duo? It became the perfect time to re-evaluate what I wanted at this stage in life, and work on myself.

Marisa's article explained how she wrote down what she would do if she was less afraid - of pain, failure, being told no, and hurting others. From getting her nose pierced, to confronting a friend who made her feel neglected sometimes, I found myself nodding and realising that the fear of judgement has been stopping me, too. She then realises that what she'd unintentionally done was write a to-do list. Now that's not to say that I'm planning on getting a tattoo anytime soon, or moving across the country (again!), but it's definitely had me thinking - if I've overcome anxieties previously, and have felt all the better for it -what's next?

Being daring doesn't always mean leaving comfort zones, there's definitely bravery in finding our boundaries, and putting our foot down to protect ourselves. I realised things were out of balance when I noticed I hadn't cooked a meal for myself in over a week. If you know me, you'll know that I find cooking relaxing, and it's a big part of my life. Slowing down and reintroducing things like that - one banana bread at a time - has helped my mental health massively.

If I weren't afraid of being 'caught out' for not doing something others would see as productive, I'd read more often, and indulge in days off, guilt-free. So many of us panic that we are 'wasting' days, or not updating our social platforms with 'proof' of our exciting lives. And I'm so over it. 

If I weren't afraid, I'd stick to my gut instinct, rather than forcing something which isn't suitable for me - be it a career change, relationship, or general lifestyle choice.

If I weren't afraid, I'd save up enough money to move abroad for a while, probably to work as a nanny, or try freelancing. Embracing the unknown and all that jazz. 

If I weren't afraid of being seen as demanding or entitled, I'd speak up, ask for help more, and discuss working from home on bad-brain-days. 

If I weren't afraid, I'd wear a bikini in front of people without flinching. (I've started outdoor swimming with friends, and I can confirm this gets easier every time. It's SO nice focusing on what feels fun and challenging, rather than 'I wonder if everyone is staring at my tummy'!) 

This list goes on and on. I imagine yours does too? Just writing it down helps more than you might imagine - so I'd recommend you do! 


You Don't Owe Anyone Your Productivity

Monday, 19 February 2018


I've been ill for over a week now, with a broken laptop leaving me without Netflix for longer than I'd have liked and an abandoned to-do list needing my attention. This is what encouraged me to write this post about unapologetically living your life, and adjusting our schedules when necessary.

I watched one of Leena Norms' old YouTube videos - this one  (side note: she's incredible), in which she answers the question 'How to get everything done'. Along with some great tips about balancing different projects, and finding our limits, she mentions that ultimately it's your life, and it's OK to be selfish and lazy if that's what makes you happy.

This idea has played on my mind for nearly a year, since I first watched the video. Leena unintentionally gave me permission to not need to seek permission - for anything. This seems relevant more than ever now, at a time when people are harnessing the power of self-care and mental health treatment. Just as I think we shouldn't have to justify having an extra biscuit, or sleeping in, we shouldn't need to convince anyone of our worth. We should be able to answer to ourselves alone.

If what motivates you to work hard is making your teachers and parents proud, to provide for a future family, or to make your ex jealous - then you do you -but if your current workload or schedule isn't rewarding to you personally, then is it worth it? There's always time to change things up and find new priorities. I definitely want to show my appreciation to my mum and all she has done for me, but success comes in many forms - happiness and being a decent person both make the cut.

I am all for earning the money needed to live, and to reach all the goals, but there is something incredibly liberating about realising that you can help create the world you want to exist in. I'm speaking from a place of privilege, admittedly - I only have to be responsible for feeding and washing myself. I completely understand that for many of us, caring for several people and part time work in anxiety-inducing environments is something we have little control over. But if we can inject even the smallest amount of hope and change into everyday routine, things can (with any luck) improve.

If embracing this perspective stops you beating yourself up for not achieving as much as others seemingly impressive lifestyles, it's surely a good thing. I've been feeling frustrated that I recently failed my new regular upload schedule (and other tasks) due to illness but I'm trying to forgive myself and see that in the grand scheme of things, not reaching self-inflicted deadlines isn't the end of the world.

Here are some happy memories I am grateful for, which resulted after I admitted defeat and didn't force myself to work through each sneeze: A gooey tray of raspberry and white chocolate brownies shared with friends, finishing a good book (Ruby Tandoh's Eat Up),  steaming away the troubles with a floral pink bath bomb, walking along the seafront and watching the sun set.

SO good!