I fluctuate wildly between wanting to off myself and wanting to create a beautiful life where I thrive.
One day, I want to own a successful business. I want to live in Melbourne. I want to have a beautiful girlfriend. We share a high rise apartment and 2 cats. We wake up together before the day starts and drink matcha while looking over the city. I go to Pilates in the morning and have a personal trainer too.
I don’t have a social media addiction, or a porn addiction, or a food addiction. My life doesn’t centre around what I shouldn’t be doing, it is built off what I love doing. I have a community. I have a group of friends who make me laugh until I cry. They come over for tea on weekends.
I like my body, while also liking food. I am strong and energetic. I move my body just to move my body, not to burn off something I ate an hour ago. I cook because I love to perfect new recipes, not because I obsess about food and calories.
I have a perfect skincare routine and a luxurious bathroom. I have an elegant wardrobe which lights up around the corners to illuminate my prized collection of shoes, dresses, coats, jewellery…
my life is the Pinterest board I put together meticulously 3 years ago.
I have a morning and evening ritual which brings me peace. I don’t live in survival mode. I forgive myself for who I was when I was considering death. I give myself grace for the hurt I’ve caused and bad choices I’ve made.
My mind and body are present in reality. When I walk past a man, my body is calm, my mind untouched. I am not ever fearful - I choose not to live in fear. Except for when I choose to exhilarate myself, I carry myself with peace, I am grounded. My breathing is slow.
I’ve forgiven my family and healed from my traumas. I carry no hate in my heart. I live my life bravely and unapologetically instead of watching others live theirs from the sidelines. I love the beach and spend my weekends sitting by the water. I go ice skating occasionally.