Those that know me, know that I love to read. It’s one of my favourite hobbies and it’s what’s inspired my love of storytelling, journaling and creative writing. I have over 300 (maybe even more) in books in just my bedroom alone and I never appear to have enough. Although, one could argue that it’s never possible for one to have enough books. Without further ado, here is a list of books that have been published this past decade that have left a footprint on my heart or have challenged my way of thinking. Sometimes both
Break-ups are awful. They’re full of immense pain and hurt for both parties involved. You might think it’s easier for one person, but it just looks like it because they’ve had more time to mentally and emotionally prepare for this moment. And it’s okay to not be okay, just like it’s okay for you ‘not being okay’ to be your new okay for a while. I’m told that it gets better, and whilst I’m still waiting for it to get better, I have my positive pants on that things will get better. But I’m also giving myself as much time as I need to heal. I’m not going to lie to you, I thought it would be quicker; but I’ve learnt over this past month that it’s a long and enduring process and I think I’ve finally embraced that. I don’t know if I’m allowed to plug my previous articles on here, but I wrote a very intimate blog post two weeks ago called ‘Grief’, if you would like to get more an insight into my thought processes and my experiences with grief
Grief. A five-letter word that brings with it an avalanche of emotions, feelings and thoughts. It feels like someone is constantly pushing down on your chest; like the walls are closing in on you and there’s no fresh air in sight. It feels like time, just like your body, heart and soul is frozen and you’re stuck in that one state. You’re stuck in that moment when your heart was broken.
This a short story about a the stage of a friendship when it can't be resurrected, when one is left in pain and the other one is left relieved.
For those that know me and for those that don't, I spend more time in my local theatre than I do in my own home. At the age of three my mum introduced me to this beautiful, singsongy, colourful world and I have not left. Being a 19-year-old actor/director/writer/all around creative soul, I'm proud to say that my world revolves around the theatre. Consequently, each show and each soundtrack I listened to is a keepsake of a point in my life, whether it be a happy or sad moment or a moment filled with passion or anger. Although theatre isn't meant to be therapy, it is very therapeutic in the sense that it teaches you a multitude of fundamental life lessons.