Archives for posts with tag: feeling myself

The Favourite. Olivia Coleman is an actual hero.

Finding out I can use the money for Period Parties! 🤩

Feeling good. Good fun chats with Jonny in the kitchen and remembering why I feel so good about the volunteering

Walking a new way to the post office, through a park with a squirrel. And through some quiet back streets, with the blue skies and the reflections in the puddles.

The presents and card from Stuart. I’m happy he wrote ‘love’.

Totally and utterly feeling myself this evening. Dancing and singing in the flat. Wearing a crop top and taking selfies. It felt good to feel so good.

The cup of tea. Feeling grown up and in control.

The sky between the building as the sun set. It was better than this photo. By about a million.

Meeting the Maya Centre and agreeing to volunteer for their art sessions to encourage body positivity. I feel *so* good about this. It brings together so many facets of my life and my skills and my passions. Vagina education, reclaiming your body, being proud of your genitals, fighting mental health, recovery from sexual assault, helping women, being part of the sisterhood, art and crafts and how they can help with healing, using my facilitator and trainer skills and doing more volunteering. This just feels so good. I’m so proud of me.

Wearing eye makeup and feeling pretty.

Went to a machine embroidery class. It was fun! I like doing things.

And it was nice to chat on the phone whilst waiting for my bus after too.


Dinner with Helen. Reminiscing, laughing and reliving.

Liking my hair. My face. Feeling good.

Getting a text from him. First. 

Also, this wooden plant pot at work.


Wearing my new CHOOSE LOVE t-shirt, doing my teeny tiny bit for the refugees

Not needing any concealer, not wearing any mascara (mainly because of sneezy eyes) but still looking like a total babe. Really feeling myself today.

Talking Period Parties with Binti. I’m excited to be doing something!

​Dog walking lols

Eden. And then texting about it.

Walking along the Southbank to Vauxhall. Feeling myself. Loving Robyn.

The beautiful tiny garden in Vauxhall with the swings and the poems and the big weird trees.

(Yeah its four things today, what of it)

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The tiny, round carrot from Gabby.
I looked good today. Hair was killing it. Skin was clear. Total babe.
Group WhatsApp chats. Funny friends.

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*leans in* *whispers* I have a hundred pounds.
Feeling myself. Tight jeans, people mac, big tunes.
Catholic chats in Whetherspoons

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The Feeling Myself video.
Being offered a job.
Playing Flounders.