The memory on my phone is always full because of how many pictures I take. Selfies, sunsets and screenshots all contribute to the bursting seams of my iPhone storage – too precious to be deleted, yet not precious enough to ever be viewed again. But only a handful are deemed worthy enough to be placed on the mother of all social media podiums – the Instagram feed.
Insecure. It’s a word that’s been contaminated to sound like a disease. Like it’s a black and white diagnosis that you either test positive or negative for. Like people should keep their distance to protect themselves from catching it. Like openly admitting it’s a part of your life means voluntarily exposing the tremendous weight of the baggage you haul around with you.
When receiving cancer treatments – such as chemotherapy and radiotherapy – up to 80% of people can lose weight. But the lesser-known and less common side effect is weight gain, and some people can put on up to 8 stone.
No matter what our differences are as people, insecurities are what seem to tie us all together. The issues we face differ from person to person, but each one of them causes the same negative end-product. Although everyone is entitled to their struggles, and should never be shunned or made to feel guilty for having them, we also all have a responsibility to make sure our own problems aren’t inflicting more pain and suffering on other people.
Every day, I do it. I wake up looking like I’ve been in a fight with a wild bear in my sleep, thinking it will all get much better and I’ll look so much nicer once I’ve styled my hair, done my make-up, and put on some clothes… But it doesn’t.
Bank-busting clothing, extortionate gym memberships and the cost of equipment, with the added uncertainty of how many times you’ll actually use it once bought. These are all things that are blocking us from hopping up off the couch right away and kick starting our fitness journeys. But if that’s the case for you, it really is time you found a better excuse…
Someone recently commented on one of my Instagram selfies saying that I have an incredible jawline. Now, I cannot confirm for certain whether I do or do not have an incredible jawline. What I can confirm however is that if I do, this was the first time in my whole pudgy-faced life that anyone had ever noticed and pointed it out to me.
I was recently scrolling through my social media feeds when I stumbled across what seemed to be a new internet craze that has taken the world by storm – and driven women everywhere into a frenzy of panic. It’s a craze that’s got everyone talking, but not a lot of people recognising what it’s actually doing to our mental wellbeing.