How To Stop Caring What People Think

I feel like there’s so much pressuureeee these days. To be heard of, to be successful, to be admired, to look good, to have a tall dark and handsome man (or a tall, fine and toffee one, for that matter), to have the best gadgets, the cutest apartment, the sharpest photos, the so-chic clothes… And I’m tired. Like really. Even when I’m not keeping up it feels like I have to be keeping up. Where’s the time for the building? Where’s the time to get dirty? The time for the ugliness of a thing in progress? The time for that time before the beauty?

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Mirror, Mirror On The Wall

A reminder goes off on my phone at 11:45pm everyday. It tells me:

Go to bed by 12:00 AM to get a full 5 hours of sleep

Whenever this notification pops up, I get a nasty jolt of anxiety. The rush of fear is like a shot to my brain. I know it’s time to start packing up whatever I’m doing, and for one electric second, I panic. Because I don’t want to. 

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The Bird in Your Chest

I was irritated.

The woman behind the counter was being ill-mannered and spiteful. “If you don’t like the price” she said, “you can go somewhere else.”

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A Writer’s Block

Have you ever just sat and stared at a computer screen for about 10 minutes? Not because you didn’t know what to write, but because you didn’t know how? 

I don’t have a problem with words. In fact, I’m very good friends with them. They float around in my head and bother me at night. Sometimes they won’t even let me go to sleep; clamouring and bumping against each other, giving me general unrest. Until I respond to their demands and attempt to clear my head. 

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