I’ve always been super big into celebrating important milestones in life; especially birthdays. I love to make a fuss over other people’s birthdays and I love to go OTT with my own; for no reason other than life is hard and life is hectic. When something good and something postive shows its face – celebrate that as much as possible. Birthdays are a bit like New Year; it is the chance to start over, to reinvent yourself. To set new goals for yourself and to reflect on the years that have already passed.
Whilst I’m slightly depressed at how old I’m getting (yes I can be dramatic) I am looking forward to welcoming in new experiences and all that another age can bring. I hope to evolve my blog into a more accurate representation of who I am; sharing hair and beauty posts more often as that is an area I really enjoy and have learnt a lot about, to be more healthy; that is a big one! Since living on my own the fruit and vegetable situation is down to a bare minimum and exercising has taken a back seat, so I plan on investing a lot more of my energy into that.
When I started writing this post two weeks ago (due to a bad case of writer’s block and self reflection it never made it onto my blog before my birthday), I had envisioned a much different outcome than what I have experienced. My 23rd birthday was one of the best birthdays I have had in years, I was showered in love, treats and gifts; and I spent the day with my favourite people. All you can want from a special day really. However the next day I woke up and carried on with life as per usual. Literally nothing changed. And all this after I promised myself I would start focusing more on my goals, get up early, allow myself to be in a good mental state for the day ahead blah blah… So it turns out birthdays are a lot more like New Year than even I would like to admit. You set ‘resolutions’ for yourself and in a total of a week, or in my case hours, you’re back to your old ways.
*rolls eyes*
*storms out*
*angrily eats a tub of ice-cream in self shame*
Alright now that I have finished my wallowing, back to business. While it is incredibly frustrating how easily I wavered from my own motivational voice inside my head, today is another day. It might not be a necessarily significant day in my life or your life, but another day it is. Which means it is another chance to get up and try again. I know I don’t only speak for myself when I say this consist falling off the bandwagon of your goals is exhausting; but I’m here to (cheesy enough for you?) tell you to keep going. It’s not that my life is bad now, and that I’m not pursuing my dreams; but the moment you get comfortable and stop pushing yourself is the moment you’re not allowing yourself to reach your full potential. For some reason that is a terrifying thought to me.
So no fashion advice or interesting beauty secrets today, just a metaphorical hug to all my readers and a reminder to keep on keeping on.
On a side note – how amazing was my birthday cake? Thanks to Smith’s Bakeshop for pulling through. It tasted as good as it looks.
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Only 23! The 20’s are the best! đŸ™‚ And yes I agree you should always strive to push yourself out of your comfort zone. That’s where life is really interesting