I know. I KNOW. New Year’s Resolutions are trash and make us feel like failures and there are 12,000 different think pieces out this week about why we should leave them behind with the year we’ve just waved goodbye to, but the truth is, dear reader, I am still hanging on. I love them. I make them every year and this one is no different. So after a tiny bit of thought on a hungover day in Betwixtmas, here’s the shit I hope to do in 2019:Read More
Differently to the rest of the year.Read More
Sometimes I have to remind myself that just because I like someone and think them cool and clever and successful doesn’t mean I always have to agree with them.
A person who I happen to like and think is cool and clever and successful said something along these lines the other day:Read More
Go outside. I know when you’re capital d Down, that your uniform is pyjamas and your place of residence the sofa and the sound of the telly dulls the chaos of your brain but just put on your trainers and go outside. Fresh air, daylight, the breeze, they’ll all do you good. Remind yourself that the world is bigger than how you feel right now…Read More
For a long time, I wanted, so desperately, to just feel normal around food. I wanted to just feel OK about eating breakfast without analysing the numbers and enjoy a cheese board with my friends without subconsciously committing to a ten mile run the next day and stop thinking about Easter Eggs all. the. effin’. time…Read More
I remember once on a Saturday morning when I was living at home, my mum popped her head around the door.
‘Good morning, Caitie,' she whispered, putting a cup of tea on the bedside table and sitting herself on the edge of my bed.Read More