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I don’t know what is, call is a creative slump, or just a plain-old slump in general, but I haven’t felt overly expressive lately.

I’ve drafted a few blog posts and while they seem decent enough to share and as cathartic as writing is normally for me, these don’t seem to really be doing it.

And then when I was listening to some unwind 00s playlist on Spotify today, Sarah Blasko sung it sweetly for me. Read more ›

The Power Of Belief- What 2018 Taught Me

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Cuba, November 2018.

‘What if you just started doing those things now, instead of waiting until this non-existent level of enough was met? It’s never going to be met because even at my thinnest, I still didn’t love myself’.

There were a lot of relatable quotes that I could have pulled from this Buzzfeed video about struggling with Binge Eating Disorder, but to me that quote epitomised a lot of what I have figuring out this past year (and maybe, a majority of my early 20s too). Read more ›

Sola..?

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I started writing this post with a clear intention in mind, to justify why being single is a good thing for me at this point in time. After I finished writing, for some reason I couldn’t press post, and as it turns out (and as it sometimes does), I didn’t entirely and wholeheartedly believe what I had written.

This is how my post started.. Read more ›

2017- A Perfectly Imperfect Year.

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Christmas Eve, 2017-

‘Some people are like that. They need to make the same mistake 10 times to learn a lesson. Other people only need to do it once. Everyone is different.’

That one golden nugget from my sister-in-laws mouth, was all the confirmation that I needed to realise I was one of those destructive lesson-learning types of people. Read more ›

When It’s Not Them, It’s You.

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Mural by Millo

I wrote a few blog posts about love-related things, and no sooner had I posted them I found myself quickly reverting them to a draft. Why you may ask? It’s because these posts in all of their ‘profoundness’, seemed to pit everyone else as the source of the problem and it didn’t address the person that really needed a few wise words directed at them. Read more ›

Growing Pains.

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No references of the eye patch..but you get the idea.

When you go to school, the first social construct you’re made aware of is the art of fitting in. For six-year-old Maria that was made particularly hard thanks to my optometrist, who made me wear an eye patch over my one lazy eye (+ round metal glasses). I could have turned it into a cool pirate-related thing and got the six-year-old boys onside, but unfortunately the eye patch was made entirely out of tissues and sticky tape, thanks to my thrifty Mum. I didn’t get made fun of but I felt very different, and it kick-started the whole journey of self-awareness that we all have to begin sooner or later. Read more ›

Swim Good.

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Photo of me mid cry for your own personal reference.

For a  really really long time now (each of my family members will attest to this), I have talked about moving away. Brisbane as much as I appreciate it’s laid-back vibe and overall amazing weather, had outgrown me a bit and it became time to start looking for a pair of big girl pants to change in to.

So the first day I landed I Melbourne, it surprised me that I burst into tears on three separate occasions. The first instance was when I lost the piece of paper that contained my wifi password on it, and that I was specifically told by reception not to lose as they wouldn’t issue another one. Somehow between reception and one floor above that, I lost that God damn piece of paper. And so I did what any mature 27-year-old would do, and proceeded to go to my room and cry. Read more ›

My Weight Should Not Be Your Concern

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‘Look at your legs’

‘Just don’t lose anymore weight, ok?’

I could hear the concern in her voice as she said it, and as a regular customer at the cafe I work at, I know she really meant no harm.

But her words stuck with me, as well as everyone else’s who had commented that I looked thinner recently.

Truthfully, it was not an intentional weight loss, as had been my first serious diet at 20 that spiralled into a seven year eating disorder.

 Back then, I had tried to lose unnecessary weight, and restricted myself of food so much that I developed a binge eating disorder.

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My Mati- Why It’s OK Not To Be OK

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Arachova, Greece DEC 2016.

In today’s online world, it seems that in order to measure ‘success’ it has to be visible to others. Whether it’s a certain amount of followers, a fitness goal or maybe an overseas move, if it isn’t shared openly, somehow it’s deemed less valid. Every now and then I like to go off the grid whereby I either deactivate my Facebook for a little while, or I stop looking at Instagram every few minutes.Maybe I could stand to use social media differently, but I can’t help but feel bombarded by the hundreds of different messages I receive everyday via my news feed. It often leaves the window to greener pastures wide open, and one can’t help but compare their life choices to the one’s made in the images they see. Read more ›

When The Nice Guy Wins

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There is a misconception going around, that nice guys always finish last. These are the kind of guys that carefully take into consideration how a girl feels, usually being the friend first before they show any kind of interest.

And it’s a tricky place to be in, because usually they are the sensitive type, not likely to puff out their chest and think with their penis. So naturally, as women, we tend to look past them and stick to what we know, focusing our attention on the ones that deserve it least. Read more ›