Travelling in general is stressful, but when you add a young child or children in the mix it can get a whole lot more exhausting. I have been travelling with my daughter since she was six months. Although it is challenging at times, we are left with no choice but to travel with our children; this, however, shouldn't make it an unpleasant memory.
Beautiful sunsets, candid family moments, on point make up with glistening highlight—sound familiar? Well, those are the types of flawless photographs we see flooding our social timelines.
Lost words filter my mind, looking for comfort, looking to form a sentence they can call home.
Time allows us to grow into ourselves and our individual styles. We overcome, we push through, and we bask in our current selves. They are the mistakes, failures, and lights at the end of the tunnels that have shaped us into who we are today.
Some of us have very complex relationships with food but many of us do not talk about it enough. We never talk about why someone is either under or over the recommended weight for their height. I would describe myself as an emotional eater, meaning my food intake would increase if my emotions were imbalanced. Only recently have I tried to control this habit. I have been distracting myself by reading, go for walks, or simply having more healthier options at home. It was not so much what I was eating rather the action of eating, so when I lost control of my emotions, a way to calm myself was eating.
It was my final year in college, the year I decided it was time to become responsible and get a part-time job. I mean how long could I really go on asking my parents for money to fund my various activities. I applied to the cinema near my house, they offered me a part-time position and I was due to start that Christmas.