So May was quite a hard month for me. I felt as if all the progress I had made within myself and realisations I made about myself had all slowly dissolved. I read books on how to ‘feel better again’, listened to drunk lesbians in toilets about how they love themselves, I spent all my money going out every night, I slept around with selfish people, I broke some of my routines, I tried not shaving (hated it.), I started running, I listened to everyone’s opinions, I looked for a job, I started a theatre company, I spent time with my brother, I stopped drinking coffee and green tea, I stopped wearing makeup for three weeks (I missed it too much then), I wrote a play(tried to), I networked with industry people, I started modelling again, I stopped buying clothes, I completely cut out chocolate and processed sugars for a month and I stopped buying my nails.
And yet my self discovery’s are only reappearing now, twice as slowly as they were ever discovered.
