Hello my loves, recently all I have been doing is planning my 21st birthday and admittedly I am jumping the gun a little as my birthday isn’t until June. But 21 Things I Have Learned in 20 and a Half Years doesn’t have the same ring to it haha!
As you can tell by the title, this post is all about what I have learned in my
nearly 21 years of being on this planet. I have done a post similar to this before and it is linked here. However, before I edited this post, the word count was 1500 so it is safe to say this post will be split in two!
You have to kiss a few frogs before you find your prince.
I have made so many poor choices in men, in fact, I could write a book with the amount of dating horror stories I have. But I am so beyond lucky to have finally found the right one.
Always trust your parent’s opinions, there’s usually a reason why they don’t like someone.
There have been quite a few times where my mum or dad has told me that I should stay away from someone and did I listen? No, of course I didn’t. But the people I was warned about always turned out to be a dick and hurt me. Parents are strangely good at judging characters.
The best memories are made when you are out of your comfort zone.
Say yes to that night out, go and meet someone new, travel somewhere exciting no matter how nerve-wracking it may be. The best stories are made when you shove your middle finger up to anxiety and do the scary thing you have been putting off.
Don’t over-plan your life.
I must admit, I love to plan. I have a list of baby name ideas and am forever looking at the dreamiest flats ever, but that doesn’t mean that I want to get pregnant any time soon. But it does mean that I am always so tempted to plan my life by ages, and I am trying hard not to think like that. What will be, will be.
Some friends leave, and that’s okay.
This time last year I had a girl in my life who I considered my best friend. But surprise surprise, we grew apart and no longer talk, which sucks of course. But I wish her the best in life and feel like it’s okay that we’re no longer best friends, sometimes things like this just happen.
Girls can hold the door open for the man too.
The number of times I have been out and about with Tom and I have bumped into a friend and they’re like ooo isn’t he going to be a gent and give you his coat? Yes, Tom has already offered me his coat, but I don’t want him to be cold either. I will always treat Tom how he treats me, I think its silly that actions of kindness are defined as ‘being a gentleman’. If thats the case, then I want to be a gent too.
I am aware of how silly that sounds haha.
Celebrate every tiny victory.
If you an OG, then you will know this quote. I love this so much that I actually want this tattooed on me somewhere one day. It is SO important to give yourself credit when it is due and congratulate yourself on everything you achieve, no matter how small.
You’re not a victim, you are a survivor.
Ugh, I fucking hate when victim is plastered over every single news article. You’re not a victim, you kicked ass and you’re a survivor. You are a strong, independent, fearless person! Fuck that person who makes you feel like you have the victim title.
You aren’t any less of a person for not going to university.
After watching my friends, people I went to school with and my boyfriend go to university, it is safe to say there was a very long time I felt so inadequate and not good enough or clever enough because I didn’t have a degree under my belt. Yes, I went to college and got a diploma, but it never really gets the same reaction as a uni degree. But I am lucky enough to have worked hard to get to the job I am now, and it is okay to not go to uni. But if you are someone that goes to uni, I am not shitting on your achievements, I take my hat off to you.
Taking photos is important.
There was a time where I worried about the number of photos I take when I am out, whether I am wrong for not ‘living in the moment’, but when I look back at the photos and reminisce or have the content to share with you guys it makes it so worthwhile.
Depression isn’t as cute as the films make out.
I have never been naive to think depression is as romanticized as the films make out, but no one ever tells you the gross part of depression. It’s not having someone holding you whilst you cry. It’s hiding in the toilets to cry. It’s not showering for days on end. It’s refusing to leave the house. Maybe I could write a full post about it one day?
Thank you all so much for reading and if you got this far then girl reward yourself with a coffee. Part two will be coming shortly – have a fab weekend angels x
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