A breakdown of the mind… Chapter 2: My 800 pound gorilla

Have you ever woken up with absolutely nothing in your head aside from fog, or dark grey cloud? It’s an odd thing to describe, but on that Saturday morning, the morning after that Friday spent working from home and blubbering in front of the painter, i woke up empty. I felt hollow. I thought of … Continue reading A breakdown of the mind… Chapter 2: My 800 pound gorilla

A Breakdown of the mind… or, rather, my own personal mental breakdown…

I’m Selina, I’m 28 years old, and about a month ago I had a mental breakdown... Oh yeah. Like full-force crazy-scale one day (really, I was working from home crying in front of my laptop, blubbering and trying to tell the painter - who is a village local, that I often see when I walk … Continue reading A Breakdown of the mind… or, rather, my own personal mental breakdown…

Confessions of a singleton: when your chat-game sucks…

I swear to god, I was put on this earth to entertain. Entertain in a manner that pertains to destroying all future prospects of having kids, and not dying alone. I met a guy on a night out in London on Saturday... again. Obviously, I’m not a normal person who meets people sober or in … Continue reading Confessions of a singleton: when your chat-game sucks…

Confessions of a Singleton…

So, Bristol has fast become one of my favourite places in the world. It has become a place for many a good story or two, for the morning after a pretty unexpected night out. Sunday night was of course, no exception. "We will just go out for a few drinks", they said. "Keep it chilled", … Continue reading Confessions of a Singleton…

“Men are from Mars”… Yeah, this couldn’t be more true…

I know a guy. A guy who always, always, always appeared to be interested. No, this wasn’t in my head, unless it’s somehow now been defined that “let’s switch numbers, send me pics of you in Brazil, we should grab some food, I wanna take you to this place with the best espresso martinis, let … Continue reading “Men are from Mars”… Yeah, this couldn’t be more true…

“A little thought and a little kindness are often worth more than a great deal of money”.

I’ve been away for a while - from writing, I mean. I guess for a multitude of reasons, including having nothing of any value to say - and yes, my dating stories are of great value, humours and ever-so-slightly embarrassing... Last night, I quite by chance ran in to a friend of mine who, with … Continue reading “A little thought and a little kindness are often worth more than a great deal of money”.

“I am two different people. The one I see and the one the world sees. Do you ever feel the same?”

We focus on physical health. We know that to keep our bodies healthy we must eat well, exercise regularly, look after our organs, ensure we are getting adequate sleep, rest, sunshine and fresh air. We practice dental hygiene, bandage a cut, and protect broken bones so that they too can heal. We learnt to do … Continue reading “I am two different people. The one I see and the one the world sees. Do you ever feel the same?”

‘I’d never marry you. I mean, you look great, but I’d never marry you…’

It’s been a while... but with moving to the country (for I am now only a mindlessly rambling Londoner solely three to five days a week), concentrating on a new, more structured fitness regime, curbing the social media presence (coming off of it, aside from post promotion - hey, y’all that clicked from Insta!) and … Continue reading ‘I’d never marry you. I mean, you look great, but I’d never marry you…’

I’ll Take You Every Which Way… Except Out On A Date…

‘Bent over, in the shower, on the bed, before work...’ Firstly, apologies for the rather explicit post that will follow, but my understanding of men and their behaviour is somewhat muddier than I thought... Secondly, the above was just some of the messages I got from a guy I met at a bar the other week. … Continue reading I’ll Take You Every Which Way… Except Out On A Date…

The Joys of Feeling Ugly…

More often than not, I tend to feel ugly. Is this a standard feeling in girls? Women? People nowadays, or is it just me? I’ve never been the prettiest and for the vast majority of my life I’ve been the bigger girl. The one overlooked and joked about. I even joked about it too – … Continue reading The Joys of Feeling Ugly…