7 Habits of Highly Effective People p1

As I have been unable to work during the last six months, I have had a lot of reading time. One of the more recent books i’ve indluged in is “The Seven Habits of Highly Effective People” by Steven Covey. If you havn’t read this book, stop reading this post right now and order it on amazon or wherever you get your books from, I promise it will change your world. I’m only 100pg in and it has already blown my mind.

The first “habit” is proactiveness. Taking responseabilty over our problems. Instead of blaming circumstances, other people or bad luck if we take ownership over our issues we have the power to see the obstacle in our way and still choose to be happy and live a fulfilled life. Who’da thought it!? My obstacle has been my illness. So the first step I need to do is acknowledge that it is out of my control, but then focus my energy on something that I can control. The new focus I have chosen will be my diet/lifestyle choices. This way I hope to influence my health in a positive way and instead of wasting energy on something I can’t change switch it to this that I can change.

Do you have an obstacle that impacts your happiness? What could you do to react/respond differently to your obstacle? Let me know in the comments below 🙂


From the start

I told you from the start I was broken
I warned you of my state
I told you I wasn’t worth your time
Before we went on our first date

I told you that I would mess this up
That I would throw it all away
So that’s why I was so surprised
When you decided you wanted to stay

I let you love me back to life
Whilst I put my broken pieces together
And even though I didn’t understand why
I  knew you would love me forever

And then my life turned upside down
Leaving nothing left, but you
My health, my family and home had gone
But you remained my glue

So when you asked me if I agreed
If I also thought we should part
My answer was yes, I’m not good enough for you
And I’ve known it from the start

No longer here

Mirror mirror on the wall
Where has that girl gone?
The kind, healthy and beautiful girl
The brave, strong, powerful one

I used to see her looking back
Telling me that there’s nothing to fear
But these days all I see is black
And I know that girl is no longer here


You think you can measure my worth,
By the number you see on the scale
You think you can measure my worth,
By the number that says “pass” or “fail”
You think you can measure my worth,
By a number of swipes left or swipes right
You think you can measure my worth,
By the number of guys that tell you I’m tight
You think you can measure my worth,
Well you should really think again
But if you really need to measure my worth,
Then you should try to measure my pain

You should measure the number of tears that fall,
Then add the heartbreak, illness and everything inbetween
And then multiply by the days I get up, despite it all,
Maybe then you’ll see, i’m the most worthy girl you’ve ever seen.

Processing a broken heart.

So many questions I want to ask.
Was it me?
Was it that argument we had?
Why did you give up so easily?
Why did I give up so easily?
When did it go so wrong?
Will we be friends in 20 years time?

I hope so.

You saved me from myself. You taught me that I was worth more than I believed when you met me. You healed me. With every kindness, with every kiss, I became the best version of myself. You were the catalyst to my recovery. And even though you’re no longer mine, I can honestly say you have left me in a much better shape than my last relationship. You have left me in a shape that now believes in true love, and self worth. A shape with only a tiny little hole to remind me of all you did for me.

Whatever you are doing in 20 years time, I hope that there is still a little bit of me with you, reminding you that even when it feels like the end, it’s only really the beginning.

Dear Heart,

Dear Heart,

It’s ok to feel adventurous, bold and strong.
It’s also ok to feel a little scared.

For it wouldn’t be an adventure if you were doing something safe, something familiar. Adventurers still feel fear, but they go anyway. For they fear the regret of not going will be greater than anything you may cross on your path.

Adventurers still fear death but the fear that haunts them the most is being dead before their pulse has stopped. Living pay day to pay day or weekend to weekend, simply surviving the days in between. That is the thought that terrifies them the most.

I know you are going to feel this pain that you carry wherever you are. Whether we’re sitting on my sofa at home together or whether we are exploring a new city or lake. The difference is that you are much more likely to heal when you are exposed to beautiful new places, than you will be staring at that phone waiting for a text that we both know isn’t coming.

I know you are broken and I am sorry I let this happen. I promise that one day you’ll look back at this time and realise it made you smarter, stronger and even more determined. You’ll look back at this with happiness for it is no ones fault, as much as you try to blame yourself. You both loved each other with all you had, and you grew and grew and grew together but at the end of the day it’s not just your decision. It’s mine too. As much as you’ve tried to ignore me,  you can’t make it work by yourself. You need me to see the things you are blind to.

You are a bird. One day you came across a tree, from your perspective the tree seems perfect so you built your nest their. Over the months, the tree has provided you with warmth, shelter, food and safety. You love this tree, and your nest you have built there but at the end of the day you are not a tree you are a bird and you need to go explore. For what is the point of being a bird if you do not use your wings to fly? Yes you may miss the warmth and all the comforts the tree bought you, but once you have the seen the wonders of this world you will be so happy of the sacrifice you made. And once you’ve been around the world and seen all you long to see, you will find another tree to build a new nest in or if you are lucky you will find your way back to your first tree. Because that’s the difference between birds and trees, you will always find your tree right where you left it.

Its time to fly the nest, go on your adventure, feel the fear and do it anyway. Then one day you will return home where you can rebuild your nest and provide yourself with everything you’ve ever needed. This isn the end of your story, its only just the start.

We’re going to get through this together.

Yours sincerely


Go to the lakes, let them cleanse your wounds.
Go in the rain, let it wash away your sorrow.
Go to the mountains, let them gift you with perspective.
Go in the sun, let it give you a smile to borrow.
Go any where and everywhere.
Go, remind yourself, despite your pain it will all still be here tomorrow.


Thank you

Thank you for your patience, with upsets, with anger, with hormones and with tears;
with dreams, with immaturity, with illlness and with fears.

Thank you for your kindness, through cups of tea, cuddles and thoughful gifts;
through laughter, through encouragement and endless lifts.

Thank you for your love; for inviting me into your home, your family and life;
for telling me that someday, I’m going to be an amazing wife.

Thank you for your support, for never giving up on me even when I had myself;
for holding my hand through this shit storm, never once thinking of yourself.

Thank you for your attention, for the compliments, the adventures and the cinema dates;
for the netflix sessions, the holidays, and the M&C steaks.

Thank you for being the best boyfriend, right from the very start;
Thank you for who you are and everything you’ve done, thank you from the very bottom of my heart.