At the start of this year I challenged myself to try and write a post at least once a month. It’s now December and I haven’t written anything at all since July. As someone who is notorious for losing interest part way through a project, I’m taking this as a triumph that I made it for over half of the year.
In case you were wondering, I did not drop off the face of the earth. I’m still here. I just realised that I needed to make some changes. And I did.
I pride myself in being a strong person. I’ve been fiercely independent since I was a very small human. I’ve never really struggled with confidence or self esteem but during the first half of this year I hit an all time low. I was miserable, full of self-pity and feeling totally alone. You see, the trouble with everyone thinking that you’ve got your shit together all the time is that it seems so much harder to admit that you don’t.
And then it dawned on me that the only person who could shake me out of this was me. So I gave myself some of my own advice: put on your big girl pants and get your shit together!
So I quit the job that was making me so unhappy and found one that not only makes me happy but also makes my family happier too. Then we went on a few camping trips, breathed in some big lung-fulls of fresh air and I moved on.
Oh and I made some cool cakes.
So please forgive my absence, bear with me while I figure out my new routine, and enjoy these pictures of what I’ve been up to in the last few of months.