Be in my head for a day.

7am – alarm buzzes and I open my eyes. It’s that familiar few moments where I get to grips with the fact that I have to get up sooner rather than later. It’s also the moment where I grasp how my brain is going to be. This morning = not so great. I don’t get…

‘Whats it like to recover?’

What’s it like to recover? Beautiful, heartbreaking, soul destroying. It can be a mixture if everything all rolled up together, spinning so fast you can’t distinguish good days. It is yelling at your reflection because you’re bloated, breaking locks to find soap, searching your entire house for scales, crying at your dinner, using bleach as…

February Mornings.

There’s something addicting about being an early riser. The absoloute serenity and peace that rests around you is something quite rare and special. No hurried shouts over telephone calls or clatter of cutlery as people leave their empty breakfast dishes stacked on the side, regardless of the fact the dishwashers been in the same place…

‘I want to be a Pretty Girl’ 

I heard this quote on a television show a while ago. I couldn’t for the life of me tell you what it was. It was one of those evenings where you put something on for background noise while you scroll through Twitter and install new calorie counting apps. I heard this phrase and it sort…

Tuesdays are my new Favourite Day.

Tuesdays have always been one of those ‘bleh’ days. Nothing really happens, no good shows – it’s just a nothing day. At the beginning of this year (nearly two whole months ago eek!) I decided that I’d dedicate a day a week to leaving my house and discovering new places. I’ve been falling back into…