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In pursuit of happiness

@mylife-inmyhands / mylife-inmyhands.tumblr.com

My last blog was aimed at my weight loss a fitness journey but it was ruined by self-destructive behaviour that has led me to search for the illusive 'clean slate'. So for those of you that followed my last blog - hey! - Thanks for joining me in the next chapter. New followers: please don’t be offended if I don't follow back - my dash can significantly affect my mood and self-esteem so I hope to make it a well-crafted collection of things that make me happy! I make no apologies for this blog being about me; my weight, fitness, family, problems, and happiness Edit 16/11/13 - following some difficult choices in my life, I’m changing my blog to be my key resource in rebuilding my mind, body and soul. Expect personal posts about self-love, trials and tribulations in my life, my goals, my fitness and weight journey, my job and my family. Essentially I want this blog to be a reminder of how low, unhappy and unfulfilling life has been and evidence of ways I am moving towards a life of self-sufficiency, self-love, self-respect, self-worth and acceptance. All of this alongside the successes I have already achieved in my 30 years of existence. Next chapter - ended my marriage now a single mum working full time, suffering with depression and low self esteem, fighting emotional eating and still on a journey to a healthy body and mind. Ahead of me is a future filled with opportunities, happiness and fulfilment - I know this to be true because I will make it happen. No longer a supporting character in my life I am the author of my years to come. Because I have strength, courage, determination and ever growing self love; but most notably because 'my life is in my hands.'
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Is it wrong that I HATE mothers day?

It's my own expectations that are the issue, my kids made me a lovely breakfast in bed so for a whole 15 minutes I felt like today would be great.

In total I think I have had 17mins of calm mothers day type feelings, the rest has been anger, frustration, resentment, and regret.

My brain says I should be grateful for the blessing of being a parent blah blah blah but today I don't feel that way.

I am;

Annoyed that I am a single parent with an ex that does fuck all to parent and a fiance who has no relationship with my children that is of any help.

Resentful that my step children whom I run around after couldnt even trouble themselves to say happy mothers day

Angry that is still have to cook for every move in my house today - there are 7 of us

And regretting some of my life decision, actually I wish I had been supported to have better self esteem and boundaries to have then sought the relationships I needed before having children.

Harsh, selfish, bitter, maybe. Honest, definitely.

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2009 - 2019

All year i have been trying to get back to posting on here because it so useful to my mental health to write out my stream of consciousness regularly.

So reflecting on the last decade it seems only right to post here. The woman in the top 4 photos was insecure, sad inside, searching endlessly for external validation, trying to fit in, and the most abusive person in her life was her. She constantly put herself down for not being enough, not being like everyone else, not meeting societal expectations and for not being where she should be in life.

In 2009 i had spent 5 years working in educatio and I had qualified as a teacher. I had just become head of department, I had a baby aged 1, i was about to get married, and I was on yet another diet. My self worth, identitity and confidence were all pinned to 2 things; being a teacher and being in a relationship (i thought being loved).

Both of these things changed in this decade and when they did I fell apart and hit rock bottom. (@bestis-yet-tocome and @dominatingfitness Thank you x)

The decade started with marriage and another child, I became assitant head if sixth form and a celebrated and successful teacher juggling my family. Then in 2011 I faced adultery whilst 6mths pregnant and realised I was not just falling out of love with my husband but also my job (and with the benefit of hindsight, my lifestyle too.)

The next 3 years were spenting fighting, working, hanging onto what I could salvage of it all. Until I gave up the fight because I realised I didnt want to fight, I was working on my own and that wasn't enough for me and it wasn't the woman I wanted to be as a role model to my children.

Years of heart break, single parenting, changing school, fighting depression and the crazy symptoms; self sabbotage, lack of self respect, risky behaviours, ridiculously irresponsible with my physical and emotional availability and no self esteem or self worth.

I fell in love, re learned how to love, learned how to begin to value (and to some extent love) myself as I am. Started a powerful journey of self discovery; changed career, got engaged, had another baby, self reflection, self discovery and lots of hard work.

So the woman in the bottom 4 pictures is by no means perfect but she is the woman I want to be. She challenges herself to better, to do better and wants the best for herself as well as those around her. Shes not afraid to start again, make mistakes and feel her emotions and she will NEVER go on another diet or fitness fad driven by hate for her body.

This decade has been, quiet simply, transformative. Heart breaking, painful and hard to bear: yes, but worth every second to be the woman I am today and to have created the life I choose to live everyday.

Thank you 2009-2019, we lived, loved, cried and grew together and I am grateful.

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Unworthy of love

This is vulnerable.

Leaning in...

That title makes me feel sick to my core. Sitting on the train i can feel my posture change and my face dropping because this story that is a horrible shining silver thread through my existence is always there.

This is the story the child inside me always hears, this is what my inner critic always boils it all down too and this is horrible black cloud that decends when i am vulnerable: i am unworthy of love.

Any love.

Self love

My childrens love

My parents love

And most prominently for me, the love of a man romantically.

And breathe.

Thats hard. Its emotionally vulnerable and incredibly open and 100% my truth.

I am finally starting to really work on it, i know logically and rationally that this can't be true, i work tirelessly with young people to ensure they don't feel this way. But when it comes to myself i can't use rational, logical thought, instead the emotive stories (that feel asthough they live in my gut) overide the entire system (whether i hear it consciously or not) and it has driven me to be who that voice thinks that the world wants to accept.

I am intruiged to know where that voice originates, i have no idea how to achieve that but i hope the more i work on accepting me as i am the closer i will come to uncovering the origin.

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Ah ha moment

Sitting at the train station reading 'Choose wonder over worry by Amber Rae.

Had a total ah ha monent. She tells the story of crabs in a bucket; one crab wil quickly climb out, more crabs will pull the other down.

Even writing that again it seems so obvious. In my career i am that climbing crab, in teaching i just sat around in the bucket letting people pull me down, convincing me to stay small and safe with the others in the bucket because "the grass isn't always greener." Until one day i thought you no what, outsude may have predators but in here we are sitting prey - i'm out! And off i went. (To bigger and better things dor me might i add.)

It was;

Risky

A huge financial pay cut

Vulnerable

Scary

But also; invigorating

Necessary

Fulfilling

Role modelling

Worth it.

And you know what... other crabs followed and they have felt the same.

A really nice moment of reflection for me as i start my next career move outside of the bucket.

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Unworthy of love

This is vulnerable.

Leaning in...

That title makes me feel sick to my core. Sitting on the train i can feel my posture change and my face dropping because this story that is a horrible shining silver thread through my existence is always there.

This is the story the child inside me always hears, this is what my inner critic always boils it all down too and this is horrible black cloud that decends when i am vulnerable: i am unworthy of love.

Any love.

Self love

My childrens love

My parents love

And most prominently for me, the love of a man romantically.

And breathe.

Thats hard. Its emotionally vulnerable and incredibly open and 100% my truth.

I am finally starting to really work on it, i know logically and rationally that this can't be true, i work tirelessly with young people to ensure they don't feel this way. But when it comes to myself i can't use rational, logical thought, instead the emotive stories (that feel asthough they live in my gut) overide the entire system (whether i hear it consciously or not) and it has driven me to be who that voice thinks that the world wants to accept.

I am intruiged to know where that voice originates, i have no idea how to achieve that but i digure the more i work on accepting me as i am the closer i will come to uncovering the origin.

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This ted talk has just kicked me up the arse when i needed it. I have always been in battle with my hormones and just played the hand i was dealt. This week i have been exploring food cycling based on my menstrual vycle and even work cycling when i start my new job.

Then i discovered this talk that totally illustrates why this work is all so crucial for me and could potential unlock so much in my life.

Mind blown. Setting my intention to get to know 'me', my cycle, my symptoms and finally learning to work with my body not against it. Promote good health by honouring my entirely natural feminine (and masculine) needs in order to flourish and thrive.

I need this space to reflect.

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It's been months since I really posted on here and even longer since I worked out.

However, I have been working on my mindset A LOT in that time and I am now in a place where I don't restrict food and actively avoid scarcity mentality and diets and instead learn what my body needs and listen to her. (Even if that means comfort food when I am hormonal!)

So today was another big step, writing on here is therapeutic and always has been its tracking holistic progress rather than carbs or macros or calories or even weight.

Today was also the first time I did a workout because I wanted to move my body in a way that was fun rather than to burn calories or lose weight. So I did les mills sha'bam whilst I weight to buy weights so I can do body pump at home too.

Here's to working out for wellness and an aesthetic I can love as a bi product of self care.

#lesMills #sha'bam #shesback #selfcare #selflove

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Wow coming back on tumblr brings a whole lot of feels

its been a while

not sure if logging back in AND posting are a sign of good things for me, part of me says;

‘history repeating itself means this doesn’t end well and you are hiding from reality’

another part of me says;

‘fuck it, it feels good, my thoughts and feelings are safe here’

not sure either are entirely false.

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“fail splendidly. fail comfortably. use failure as a redirect. not a measure of your worth or value. fail beautifully.”

— Nayyirah Waheed (x)

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This year amongst all the drama i have been anchored by my commitment to self reflection and self development. So as i sit on a train to Norwich as our mentoring project gets moving listening to Susan Jeffers "feel the fear and do it anyway" these two quotes have stuck in my mind. #foodforthought #comfortzone #momentarydiscomfortforlongtermgain https://www.instagram.com/p/BqMn7JiAz2e2ktsIFRmn9Os0rIh0MP4ZaTCOZA0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=mpc7v7khoi68

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