There’s about a million and one articles flying around the psychology buzz-word of “self-care” at the moment. I was first introduced to the concept of self-care by a psychotherapist when discussing mindfulness. The concept of self-care, if you don’t know, is exactly what it says on the tin; looking after yourself. The beauty of it is though, rather than ‘self-care’ being embodied solely by 7-day yoga retreats with juice detox cleanses, self-care is something you exercise  which is completely tailored to your needs. Self-care could be waking up on Saturday and deciding to binge-watch Netflix… It could be indulging in a big glass of merlot at the end of a long day of work… It could be painting… Writing in a bullet journal…It really could be anything you need it to be. Recently, I’ve started to take the time to make sure I plan dedicated time in my week for…

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At home, my Mum has what we call the library room. It is possibly one of my favourite places on earth. There are rows and rows of the books she’s read, and there’s so many she’s collected over the years that they line the shelves in her study now, too! Growing up, I soon discovered I shared her love of books. I read everything and anything, finding myself with a particular soft spot for the Jacqueline Wilson books and later on, eagerly waiting at the post box when the new Harry Potter books were due out for delivery…

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It’s probably a little bit early to be doing a round-up post, as I imagine most organised bloggers have them written and scheduled neatly for arrival on 31st, but, I’ve finally got time to breathe and I’ve finally had a chance to get my headspace back together, so I wanted to get back on the blogging horse, so to speak, with a bit of an explanation as to where I’ve been…

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  I’ve long been back from my holidays now, and I have a bumper post of my Melbourne adventures coming your way, as well as some final Bali instalments, too, but as you’ll know – I’ve been a little quiet on here since that last post…

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Have you ever had that moment where something shitty happens to you, and in turn, it sparks a series of shitty events, and before you know it your shitty day has, in fact, turned into a shitty situation (a shituation, if you will / wish to sound like Sean Connery.) Trust me when I say, I’ve really been there! And it took me a really long time to realise it was the best thing that ever happened to me. Let’s get personal – I’ll paint you the scene so you can understand where I was at. You’re going to need a big cup of tea, or something stronger. And sorry-not-sorry, this post is bloody massive…

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