I’ve had a ‘naughty day today’ I said biting the inside of my cheeks to my friend who wasn’t quite sure how to
take my nervous cackle.
By ‘naughty day’ I meant I had carelessly raided the food cupboards and ate what ever the hell I fancied at a price of course!
Every time I over indulge I am fully aware that my own justifications are thought of and the rest of my week is determined by these ‘naughty’ moments.
Naughty days are not defined simply by the food I eat but anything I feel is a bad reflection of my character or a weakness.
(e.g – buying too much shopping and over spending leading to a massive guilt trip or eating too much chocolate, drinking too much coffee, not going for a run…. you get the idea)
So here I am in the middle of realisation, a moment of calm and self reflection a moment that has only been broken to write this blog (as I feel the need to
share this with you all).
I have been so strict with both my eating habits lifestyle and general being, restrictions here and restrictions there a prisoner left caged behind my own
disproving attitudes towards what ‘one’ is meant to look like and meant to be like.
The enormity of it didn’t quite reach breaking point until now and that is because I am desperate to free myself from worrying about everything I eat and everything I do that contributes to my well being.
As women it has some how become normal and part of our femininity to discuss weight loss weight gain and how crap we feel in our new skinny jeans.Its worrying and quite frankly
boring that we get trapped within the expectations and pressures of today’s culture.
It has also become normal for my group of friends to discuss how unsatisfied and angry we are at our bodies dwelling on negatives and forgetting
the lack of importance our looks really have on our future plans, but sadly this dissatisfaction of our image is accepted in our group.
Inspired by an article that triggered these thoughts I feel in powered and recharged. Ready to embrace a different outlook on appearance and self doubts.
we are given so many chances in life and often we don’t quite reach our potential because we don’t quite believe in ourselves and this is why my attitude needs to change.
This is not to say that my deep and unforgiving love affair with tatty baggy jumpers and other fashion trends wont continue because that is part of my self
expression, but worrying about what I look like is contradicting the reason I love fashion so much as the doubt shadows the person behind the clothes.
I don’t have naughty days anymore I just have days – some are good some are bad.