101 Confessions Of A Self-Care Devotee.
Updated: Mar 2, 2022
Granted, after suffering from an eating disorder for almost a decade, I haven't always been the best at self-care considering I let my mind destroy my poor body. So to cut out the BS, I'm not going to be discussing baking cookies or hitting the gym for a few hours because for me that is unrealistic and unhelpful to say the least. Self-care, for me, revolves around the soul, the mind and life.
Confession #1
I've said it before and I will say it again... lingerie. No matter how bad my hair is, how bad my outfit looks or how fucked up my head is, everything feels a little less bad when I'm wearing lingerie.
Confession #2
Manicures. One of the simple pleasures of being a woman. My intital interested was sparked after having idolised Elle Woods throughout childhood. I started getting acrylics at 13 once every year or so and now it's a three-weekly ritual that I believe is the key contributor to my degree of sanity. Considering this week was nail week, my sanity level is currently at 73% and believe me, that is one fuck of an upgrade from last week.
Confession #3
Watch your favourite TV show. Currently, I'm dreaming of my weekly euphoria episodes. When you watch a series alone, YOU get to pick from YOUR favourite genre.
Confession #4
Nothing says 'I love you' like a fresh bouquet of flowers. Why spend your life expecting that the only occasion for a house smelling of geraniums and roses will be from a lover? you deserve to hear 'I love you' from yourself. Go on... buy them!
Confession #5
Mindful walks. Sounds pretenscious and like a Beverly Hills 'Cool Mum' made up the name with one of her soccer Mum BFF's over iced lattes and smashed avocado toast. But in reality, it's just eating disorder and over-excercise recovery where you walk with the intent to enjoy gentle movement. It's walking because your body is the vessel required to observe nature and release endorphins. It is NOT walking with the purpose to burn energy or to look a certain way or because you want to punish yourself.
Confession #6
Stargazing. Could anything sound more dreamy? What says self-care like staring into an open nightsky and having an entire starlit atmosphere performing just for your eyes to see.
Confession #7
Seriously considered naming my blog 'confessions of a bathaholic'. I LOVE baths. Forget about the soaking in your own dirt part because that's a phrase said by the toxic friends who shit on you everytime something good happens in your life. Those people suck and you need to cut them out ASAP. Soaking in a hot bubble bath infused with coconut body wash and vanilla essential oils with 'yellow' by Coldplay playing over the sound of your slowed breaths is THE most essential form of self-care for a beautiful, angel princess.
Confession #8
Massages. I've never understood how for males, endulging in a massage is bragging rights to friends because apparently it's the second best thing to getting laid. Yet, for girls getting a massage is completely and utterly non-sexual, is all about de-stressing and muscle soothing. As if there weren't enough things males had to ruin with their penises and sex-obsessed brains. This is why us pretty princesses must re-claim massages once and for all as an act of self-love and not romantic love.
Confession #9
Put on makeup. Not much too it other than it makes you feel pretty, confident and sexy. It's an important way to start the day so incorporate it into your morning ritual even on the days you don't want to. Start to wear makeup because of how it makes you feel about yourself and not because you want to look all dolled up ONLY on occasions where you are seeing other people. Doll up for yourself babe!
Confession #10
Do something nice for someone. OK ladies, I'm taking a risk with this one because I don't know if I'm just a saint sent from the heavens who absoloutley ADORES making other people's day or if it's ACTUALLY something other people love just as much as me. I'm going to hope that you're not all selfish cows and can find great pleasure in complimenting a stranger, buying your Mum flowers or sending your bestie a positive affirmation for the day.
Confession #11
Brush teeth. Complete transparency for this confession... I refuse to feel ashamed about my struggle to brush my teeth. After I had officially been diagnosed with Anorexia Nervosa in 2021 I received ongoing treatment as both an inpatient and an outpatient. It wasn't up until my second inpatient treatment, however, that the struggle first began. At first I missed an odd day here and there and before I knew it one day turned into many consecutive days. I thought I was alone in my struggle until another girl bravely shared her struggle too. She admitted that she had gone up to weeks. I will forever be grateful to Anna because afterwards, something amazing happened. The whole room was filled with other inpatients sharing their shame, struggle and lack of motivation.
Confession #12
Shower. Similar storyline of my previous confession. Incapability to find motivation to clean my body and my hair. I always thank myself after practicing this form of personal hygiene. Even if it's every few days, it's better than nothing and please know that you are not alone in your struggle.
Confession #13
Paint. A pencil, a paintbrush, chalk or a crayon. Any form of art. I like to paint the most.
Confession #14
Drink water. It's good for your skin, organs and brain. Just do it Bitch, you'll feel good. Promise.
Confession #15
Puzzle/ Board game. Good for the brain. Good for the soul.
Confession #16
Get up early or sleep in. It depends on the day really. I love to get up early because usually I am a night owl and pushing myself out of my comfort zone in this small way makes me feel so energised. I have an entire day ahead of me, I haven't wasted any time sleeping, and I feel accomplished before the day has even begun. However, somedays sleeping past my already late wake up point feels caring as well. Sure, I've spent more of the day sleeping but that doesn't have to be a waste. Some days you are more tired than others and one of the kindest things you can do for your self is listen to your body and value it's desire for rest.
Confession #17
Cry. Oh to feel the feeling of tears flooding down your face, cooped under the covers drowning in self-pity and complete despair. Whether it's over a significant other, a friendship turned sour or for no reason at all... the BEST way to get over it, work through it and come out of your depression is through a good, hard, long cry. Some poor and prescious angels feel ashamed to cry, like something is inately wrong with them or that they are undeserving but no matter if you were at fault, no matter if you have things to do or places to be you ALWAYS deserve to let yourself be truly and completely sad and cry.
Confession #18
Set boundaries. Care for yourself by mentally or physically noting down the unnacceptable ways for people to behave around and act towards you. Do it so that you know exactly when somebody has crossed a boundary. In order for self-care to be possible, you must know HOW you can care for yourself.
Confession #19
Not drinking. When I drink alcohol, I lose control of my mind and body. Quickly. I forget things, I wobble and my morals get tossed out the window. I hate how that makes me feel because I value my precision, strong moral compass and discipline. If drinking gives you a high, there is no judgement here from me. The point of confession #18 is to abstain from anything which makes you not feel good. Other examples include too much sex, taking certain drugs or over-exercising.
Confession #20
Change your sheets. To me, the very definition of self-care is being freshly showered, shaven and and stepping into soft, silky sheets which are still slightly warm from being pressed. It feels like a touch of heaven.
Confession #21
Cuddle with pet. Need I say more?
Confession #22
Walk pet. I felt I had to seperate confession #21 and #22 considering the feeling which is evoked from the two are completely different. Cuddling a pet makes YOU feel good because of the soft physical touch. Whereas, I feel that walking a pet makes YOU feel good because you're taking care of your pet and doing an activity which THEY love and need.
Confession #23
Do the washing. Questionable considering doing the washing is one of my least favourite activities but it is a household chore which I know my parents appreciate and I also feel relieved when it's over. Plus, I get to wear my favourite lingerie I've been waiting all week to wear.
Confession #24
'I am not okay'. Serious confession time... 2 months ago I was suicidal and I walked over to my Mumma, held her hands and looked into her hazel eyes. I said 'Mum, I don't think I am okay'. People ask us all the time 'Hey, you okay?'. But I totally relate to feeling like people don't REALLY want to hear an answer other than YEP because it's uncomfortable and involves a proper conversation. And it's sweet when the cute boy at school notices you haven't smiled for a few hours but it' s awkward when you say "Well Jamie I've been fantising about killing myself all day so I'd say I'm probably not okay after all." The hardest part about saying 'I am not okay' is not the phrase itself but finding the right person to say it to. But when you find the right person to say it to, it is so important that you do say it because the alternative is always worse even if it's not to the extreme of death. Even if you aren't okay because today it was sunny and you wanted it to rain, your feelings are valid and deserve to be heard. It is better than being alone with the thought and feeling of 'I am not okay.'
Confession #25
Get brows done. Hurts like a bitch but doesn't hurt as much as leg-waxing so I put it on the list. Leg waxing is not self-care, it's self-torture. The act of waxing your brows isn't so excruciating that it overrides any pleasure you may experience from having smooth skin. It's painful but the outcome of pretty brows feels totally worth it.
Confession #26
Depop/ Online shopping. Instant gratification is dangerous in the eyes of a consumer and extremely, guiltily pleasurable for the seller. Although greed may be one of the seven deadly sins so is lust and the two surely cancel themselves out. Because I would rather die than be a shopaholic virgin. And if you are who you say you are and are also a shopaholic, 'Get in Loser, we're going shopping.'
Confession #27
Fires.
Confession #28
Kissing.
Confession #29
Going to the movies.
Confession #30
Sunbaking.
Confession #31
Making the bed.
Confession #32
Save money. Your bank account means more than money when you are a woman. I hate to say it because I like to think the world revolves around pink, dainty linegrie, my mum and other pretty shopaholics like you but James Brown was right... 'it is a man's world'. Even writing the words was like a dagger through the chest. Please forgive me my fellow shopaholics for using such foul language. For a woman, a check equals independence, a dollar equals oppurtunity and dough equals liberation. My mum always says 'Honey, always get a preenup.' Lol. I'm totally joking. She says 'Honey, financial freedom is how you ensure success, self-sufficiency and security.'
Confession #33
Educate myself. Knowledge is power Queens and nothing is more powerful than a Queen who can school anyone, anywhere, anytime. Next time your parents are watching the boring 6:30 news, listen in for 10 minutes and dive depper into a current topic which sounds not-so-boring. Next time you're out, grab a newspaper and read it. Or next time you see a protest find out what they're rallying against and inform yourself. But don't just stop there. Form your own opinion based off the facts. Don't just stay informed, stay dogmatic.
Confession #34
Stand up for yourself. There is class in admitting your faults, being open to being wrong and accepting truths which are hard to bear. Yet, if a pretty boo thang is being told she did something she didn't, is having her morals put at steak or is having a high heel replaced with a trainer then that's when a pretty boo thang better stand up for what she knows is right. Don't let anybody push you around if you know where you stand. And if someone is making you feel like you need to apolagise for being you, then ditch them because you should always sorround yourself with people who allow you to be the unaploagetic version of you.
Confession #35
Manifest. When I first heard the term manifest, I was intrigued. I also thought it sounded way to good to be true. People online were documenting manifesting millions of dollars, dream relationships, job prospects and so much more. It wasn't until I started manifesting things myself that I believed in it's powers. I associate manifesting with high-modality words like 'will', 'must' and 'definitely' considering that the manifesting can't begin without those odes of confidence and assuirty. It is with assertiveness that manfiesting works. You have to manifest like it's already happened. You can't simply wish because there is too much ambiguity and room for error in a wish. Whereas a manifestation has no probability, it is a wish that you have to believe has already come true.
Confession #36
Write a song. Pour out your heart into lyrics. I promise you it doesn't have to be good... the actual process of pen to paper is therapeutic. It also doesn't have to be lyrics... if you play an instrument then write a riff or some sheet music. Learning an instrument is just as good. Louis Armstrong said that 'Music is life itself' and I live by that.
Confession #37
Play piano. Like confession #36 but I have a personal bias to the piano. It will forever have my heart beating to its keys. I must confess seperately because I owe it to the piano.
Confession #38
Music playlists. Organise your favourite songs into categories of emotions, events or genres so that when the time comes you don't have to think. You can just press shuffle play.
Confession #39
Wear baggy clothes. Sister, if it's one of those days plese don't let your mind bully your body. Your body isn't the problem I promise you. So cover up your body so your mind can't find anything to bully.
Confession #40
Text/call a friend. You will love it. They will love it. Make eachother's day.
Confession #41
Suduko. My favourite game of all time. I have spent hours upon hours solving them. Many others prefer crosswords, word wheels or logic problems but suduko will forever have the key to my puzzled heart.
Confession #42
Morning Routine.
Confession #43
Night Routine.
Confession #44
Unfollow negative social media accounts. This confession I make because I love you enough to know what you've been dying to be granted permission to do. I hereby give you COMPLETE and TOTAL permission to unfollow anybody online who makes you feel insecure, judged or not enough in ANY way, shape or form intentionally or unintentionally. The world of social media is a maze twisted with photoshop, unrelaistic depictions of health and false constructs of perfection. When I realised that I didn't HAVE to follow anyone it freed me. I realised that my true friends wouldn't care about a follow and major celebrities certainly wouldn't. I'm not saying to think small here... I'm begging you to think big. Your best friend's sister with the perfect waist and bluest eyes, your Dad who posts more photos deidcated to your brother than you, your favourite influencer who suddenly vlogs everything she does or your tiktok feed which showcases the same girl over and over showing her undereating. Unfollow them all. Block them all. Don't be nice. And remmber that if you are questioned about it and they don't respect your boundaries, re-read confession #18 and memorise that shit baby girl. Your needs are more important than a like or follow button and anyone who doesn't understand that can love you and leave you.
Confession #45
Take vitamins and medication. Health must always come first. I take chewable vitamins because it's so fun and makes me remember to take them. Reminder sticky notes or calendar notifications also work a charm.
When you glow from the inside, you glow on the outside.
Confession #46
Doctor checkups. For medical reasons, I have to attend frequent doctors appointments. I won't say how frequent as I understand the competitive nature of eating disorders and don't want anybody to feel like they aren't sick enough because they don't have to attend as regularly as I do. However, no matter your condition, frequent checkups with your general practioner is most certainly a form of self-care.
Confession #47
Psychologist appointments. I see a psychologist frequently also. Whether it's a psychologist, therapist or life coach having someone to listen to, guide and treat you is beyond helpful. There is no shame in seeking additional care when you are unable to help yourself.
Confession #48
Checklist for the day ahead. Write down everything you have to complete the following day the night before so that you can receive peace of mind before you sleep. It saves the infuriating moments such as when you're just about to drift off and that annoying task pops up in the frontal lobe eating away at your sanity like a mosquito. Take those thoughts out of your brain so that all the brain has to worry about is sleep and allow yourself the peace of mind which occurs the following day knowing you have a list of things you need to do during moments of boredom and forgetfulness.
Confession #49
Wake an hour earlier. Allow yourself an extra hour of sunshine (or rain) to do whatever you want!
Confession #50
Posture. Treat your back and make posture a priority for the week ahead.
Confession #51
Clean. Your. Room. Since recently moving house, I made it my personal mantra to ALWAYS keep my room clean. I am not talking about weekly or even daily clean ups. I am talking 24/7 constantly clean so that one singlet never again turns in to a floordrobe. And I cannot express the relief I feel knowing that everyday I am respecting my castle, being aware of my space and adding fuel to the fire that is my sanctuary. Never again will I go to switch off the lights with clutter sorrounding me and havock interfering with my beauty sleep. You deserve to treat yourself better than that princess.
Confession #52
Tea. Something about a hot beverage as an afternoon pick-me-up or just before bed that is SO good for the soul.
Confession #53
Swimming. I hate swimming for exercise and when I mention swimming I am NOT talking about butterfly... I am talking about feeling yourself float backwards over a big wave, lolling in a still pool as the sunlight reflects the water and cleansing your spirit as the waves wash off the old year and make you holy for the new year.
Confession #54
Body lotion. Feeling cleansed after a bubble bath or shower and towelling off into fresh pyjamas is already magnificent but when you take your routine to the next level and pause to lather yourself in lotion before you slip on your nightgown... THAT is called self-care.
Confession #55
Shaving NOT waxing. Previous words I have used to describe the waxing process are words I will reluctantly say again... excrutiation, torture and pain. Extreme pain. Extreme. Extreme. Extreme pain.
Yet... shaving. Shaving is gentle, it's lavish and it's little kisses on your prescious baby hairs. Power to the women who chose not to shave. In fact, shaving should never be completed with the intent of pleasing any man. Even the pre-sex ritual of shaving is gross to me because you deserve to look and feel sexy for you and only you.
Confession #56
Tattoos. If tattoos aren't for you, then they aren't for you. Once people have reached such conclusions it's difficult to change their mind. The topic of tattoos tends to be fairly polarised and that is okay. The world doesn't have to agree on everything but personally I think it's a mistake. Tattoos are not about a late-night drunken decision with your bestie. Tattoos are a permanent letter scribed to your skin until the day you die and the years beyond. So make it special, take time to make your decision, and for God's sake don't get your boyfriend's name on your thigh.
Confession #57
Perfume. Finding a signature scent is the most magnificient and empowering feeling a woman can be delighted with experiencing. Hearing those sweet words 'you smell incredible!' is like a gateway to the secret soriority for women who make other women feel good about themselves. It's pearly gates are handcrafter by Dior and all the members have a strict dresscode of silky dresses and glass stilettos. Most importantly, rich scents of buttery vanilla and spun sugar are coated on the sorrounding fluffly clouds. Over the years, I have found two scents which have never failed me.
ARIANA GRANDE Cloud Eau De Parfum...
FLORAL STREET - Wonderland Peony...
Confession #58
Social Media. Call me a millennial but I adore social media... when done correctly. I am certainly not oblivious to the toxicity which has emerged from it which is why I reccomend limting yourself to its world. I think that Instagram, Pinterest and Facebook are means for connection and creativity yet personally, I have only ever found Tumblr to be filled with judgement, comaprison and negativity. Use wisely my fellow shopaholics. Protect your mind at all costs.
Confession #59
Pinterest. Certainly deserves a distinct confession considering it's creativity expands far beyond any other social media platform.
Confession #60
Wear pink. Just fucking do it. Be your own personal Barbie all day everyday.
Confession #61
House chores.
Confession #62
Camping.
Confession #63
Singing. In the car, shower or rain... singing is an immediate serotonin booster.
Confession #64
Pick flowers. Confession #4 was buy flowers but picking flowers is a different ball game. The sensory act of feeling the petals combined with the aesthetic decision to match colours, sizes and textures is calming and peacful. It always allows me to connect with my inner-child which is a beautiful form of self-care.
Confession #65
Collect seashells.
Confession #66
Take pictures of nature.
Confession #67
Dance. Dance like nobody is watching, always.
Confession #68
Practice origami.
Confession #69
Light a candle. Allow the aromas to fill up your soul.
Confession #70
Wear jewlerry.
Diamonds are a girls best friend.
It doesn't have to be diamonds because the elgeance associated with jewlerry wearing is so aesthetically pleasing and self indulgent that it can be anything from a fine silver ring to a bold daring necklace.
Confession #71
Don't be too nice. This confession is bittersweet for me. My entire life I have been the 'innocent' and 'gullible' person consistantly and constantly accused of being 'too nice'. And what does that even mean? How can a person be accused of kindness. I never felt a particular compulsion to rid myself of these allegations until being 'too nice' began having consequences. I was being pushed around, excluded and used for my generous people-pleasing temperament. I quickly learnt that for things to change I had to grow more assertive, say 'no', and become okay with coming across as 'rude' or 'mean' if it meant putting my needs first. In doing so, I developed into myself. I didn't lose sight of the side of me which had a desire to help, care for, and tend to others in any way. All I did was build up my personality sundae with extra toppings that made me even more delicious.
Confession #72
Charity my clothes. Saying goodbye to pre-loved clothes is Ben & Jerry eating, Brad Pitt watching, loud crying worthy. It's devestating and is totally like a break-up. But it's 10 times more depressing to know that your lover is ditching you for a 50 year old man with chin hairs and bad fashion sense than knowing your lover is leaving you because they are moving across state to become a big-shot lawyer. When you have to say 'I love you but I'm leaving you' to your clothes, show them you mean it by giving them to a home who will love them like they deserve to be loved. Make sure you leave them to someone who can love and appreciate your babies like you did them.
Confession #73
Compliment your body/practice body neutrality. I always thought that I had to love my body to fix my body image issues. I thought that good body image meant that you had to love your body all the time. This is probably why for so many years I have maintained body image issues. It wasn't until I heard the concept body neautrality that I began to heal my body image issues. In short, body neutrality can look like this... instead of looking in the mirror and saying 'I love the way my thighs touch', say 'I don't really love how my thighs look today but my body's purpose is not to look like somebody elses. It is keeping me alive and I still have to nourish it today even if I don't really like how it looks today.' On some days I love so many things about my body and can practice complimenting my body but on other days that is unrealistic and I have to practice body neautrality instead.
Confession #74
Romanticize your day. You are the main character of your life, you can be Cinderella or Belle, Vanessa Hudgens or Kate Winslet, Kate Moss or Bella Hadid. You write your own script, say your own lines, and create your own scenes. Don't dread small tasks or loathe bumps in the road. Instead, romanticize them. Think of inconveniences as a longer road to the grand finale, a more beautiful road with a grander purpose. Only you can decide how well your day has gone, only you can create perspective, and only you can live the life you wish to lead so make it fulfilling, exciting, and eventful.
Confession #75
Sleep with a toy. Call me 5, but sleeping with a toy is one of my favourite ways to take care of and protect my childhood self. Sleeping with a toy which holds significance and hugs me throughout the night makes me feel nostalgic and safe.
Confession #76
New makeup look. Having a set makeup routine with the products qui t'adore is essential for princess, fairy, day-dream living. However, why stick to being Princess Belle when for a day you can also be Princess Jasmine? Even if you simply blush your nose in addition to your upper cheekbones once a week, the joy and delight which comes from becoming a little bit more pretty in a little or big way is a self-care necessity I have been dying to confess.
Confession #77
Clean your makeup brushes. I practically do this like once a year but everytime I do it, I feel like a million Daddy Warbucks, pink-coated, shimmer dusted bucks!
Confession #78
Hugs. Asking someone you love for a hug, giving a random hug, or receiving one for free is always a sentimental and value adding moment. Nothing says 'I care for you' like a hug.
Confession #79
Dance in the rain. Last month, I walked my angel-faced puppy Archie-poo. We were greeted by the pouring rain halfway through walkies and we ran the whole way home laughing and delighting in the glory of the water pour. Both Him and I were overwhelmed with excitement and liberation which Mother Earth had gifted us. Dancing is always good for the soul, but if you haven't danced in the rain then I'm afraid you've never truly danced at all...
Confession #80
Sleep in the rain. If possible, sleep under a tin roof in a macadamia farm with nothing but the clothes on your back, sound of your breath, and the pitter patter of raindrops echoing around your bedroom.
Confession #81
Drink out of a reusable cup. Buy one, save the environment, and feel like a polar bear protecting Queen.
Confession #82
Prioritize recovery. For me, I am alluding to eating disorder recovery for obvious reasons. However, prioritizing your mental health must always be a priority. No matter the situation, event, or people involved, a caring environment should always be understanding and supportive of your priorities. You should never have to make an excuse or feel misunderstood after putting your needs above others. In fact, the people who truly care about you should implore you to take care of yourself and be relieved that you made the decision to be 30 minutes late because you had to eat your meal or needed more time to prepare yourself to socialise.
Confession #83
Grocery shopping. The grocery shop is my playground. There are so many new and exciting things awaiting me in every aisle that I often become overwhelmed. My indecisiveness really comes into play at the grocery store but I have to make sure it doesn't get the better of me because food is your medicine, food is life and food is fuel. Never miss grocery day if you want to be a cool girl.
Confession #84
Instagram/TikTok content. It's just so fun. I have entire folders dedicated to photos I want to re create or TikTok sounds I'm dying to use and on some days creating content is such an easy and care-free way to have fun, relax and pass time. Don't overthink it though ie. obsess over likes, comments, or reactions. Do it for yourself, be confident and pretend you're Kim Kardashian and the whole world is dying for you to post!
Confession #85
Affirmations. Pinterest is truly great for affirmations. I have categories upon categories saved to my secret boards from positive affirmations to self-love affirmations to motivational affirmations. There are categories of affirmations you had no idea existed...
Confession #86
Pyjamas. A prerequisite in embodying a Victoria's Secret Angel, an elegant princess and dainty fairy. Silky, soft, lace pyjamas make you feel like you're sleeping in a cloud. This Cinderella lifestyle isn't just for daylight, OK my sweet shopaholics???
Confession #87
Gilmore Girls. Everything about this nostalgic TV show embodies a cold Winter's night on the couch spent with the closest woman in your life, the fire cooking away, sipping hot cocoas, and munching on buttery popcorn. This show will forever be one of my greatest sources of comfort.
Confession #88
Electric blankets. To my surprise, I have come into contact with many individuals who have never owned or heard of an electric blanket. So for all of you uneducated Losers who don't own an electric blanket... it is the greatest invention know to (wo)man. You sizzle up that saussage a few hours before you crawl into bed. You're covered in goosebumps and are shivering away until you are greeted by the most extraordinary comfort of evenly distributed heat which bakes you like a roast chook. P.S.A The sensation is even more teriffic when you forget you've turned it on and you're surprised by your own brilliance to have remembered to do such a wonderful thing.
Confession #89
Hang out with friends. Initiate the plans if you must. Chose friends who provide balance and make the initiations aswell. Make time for your friends, show them you care, and enjoy even a small coffee date.
Confession #90
Remember your dreams. Our dreams can tell us alot about ourselves. I recently learnt that we only use 4% of our conscious mind throughout the day, whilst 96% of our conscious brain interprets and stores our most deep and true feelings. When you wake up, write down your dream, and replay it in your mind because our dreams are so much more than our thoughts in slumber... they are our most raw and pure unconscious thoughts.
Confession #91
Analyse your dreams. Like Confession #90 says, our dreams hold significant value. If you manage to remember your dreams, learn about their symbolic value. Fires can indicate cleansing whilst death can indicate new beginnings. Your dream could be an important message from your subconscious mind so pay close attention Doll!
Confession #92
Bunnies. The definition of self-care is cuddling with a baby bunny. They're miniature, warm, jellybean sized tongues are like fairy kisses and their fur is as soft as a baby's bum bum. Trust me, bunny therapy is # real!
Confession #93
Go for a drive. Be alone with your own thoughts and the sound of your voice as you karaoke Frank Ocean with the windows rolled down.
Also # therapy.
Confession #94
Pray. Religious or not, praying is healing. It's an oppurtunity to voice your feelings, concerns, or gratitudes in the presence of only you, the moment, and the spirit you believe is in the sky, Heaven or Earth itself. Praying is a cathartic process which truly frees the soul of stress and supressed emotions.
Confession #95
Alone time. Coming from an introvert, this confession is major. To ensure any sort of sanity percentage, I must spend a significant amount of time by myself. This isn't because I'm narcassistic or self-obsessed... I simply find that when I am in social overdrive for too long, my battery runs out and I need a few days for the battery to re-charge and recover. Introvert or not, alone time allows you to love yourself, to learn activities you enjoy, have time to feel whatever it is you need to feel, and to become truly aware of your attitude towards the environment you sorround yourself with.
Confession #96
Re-watch favourite movies. Love Actually & Stand By Me. Two classics. Nostalgia is good for the soul.
Confession #97
Buy a plant. Plants are a life force. Having one to grow, protect and nurture fulfills our motherly instincts.
Confession #98
No social media within the first hour of waking. Allow one hour to adjust from your subconscious mind to your conscious mind. Allow the mind to process dreams and be free of external comparisons.
Confession #99
Stop gossiping. Gossip kills compassions cells. Being a Bitch behind someone's back totally breaks girl code and makes you look worse than the person you are bitching about no matter the situation. Sorry princess but gossiping is ugly.
People who are ugly on the inside are ugly on the outside
and you need to keep up that youthful complexion and radiate princess energy and sunshine.
Confession #100
Listen to Music. Yellow by Coldplay, 505 by Arctic Monkeys, and Space Oddity by David Bowie. Match various Artists and songs with your mood so that your life is enriched with music. Sound is a privellage, it's a sensory and emotional experience. Don't take it for granted.
Confession #101
In-store shopping. Babydoll, it's my final confession and I'm loving you and leaving you with my most passionate kiss. Online shopping, Depop exploring and Pinterest scrolling is excellent but in-store browsing, fabric touching and fresh clothe smelling is to die for. Swiping your credit card and punching in your secret pin as fellow shopaholics swarm around you and pretty Chanel fairy-workers assist you is a delectable experience which only shopping malls and money can buy you.
Until next week my Shopaholic Princesses,
Kisses x
Public Service Announcement: Just because I love my shopaholics so much, linked is a bullet point copy of my 101 confessions in a printable format to make the lives of my babydolls that much simpler...
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