I’m back! I promised I’d be (somewhat) consistent and even though you may have seen some of these images on the gram, I wanted to post them here too because I’m really proud of them. I’ve been blogging for ages and it’s only recently that I’ve been intentionally making more of an effort to work on my branding. I really want to be identified in a particular way so I’m using all of my means to ensure that said identification is brought into fruition!
I had a therapy session with my ‘life coach’ Jackie on Monday and boy oh boy. I didn’t expect unpacking years of trauma and unreleased emotional tension would feel like this. The feeling of sickness that came with it was something that I was so incredibly unprepared for it made me nervous. I never realised how much of a heavy burden I’ve been carrying for such a long time but I’m glad that I’m actively working on its release.
After the session, I had to cancel my whole day because I felt like I had lost so much energy from the counselling. In a way, I’m glad I took some time out because I spent a lot of the day reflecting and for some reason I cast my mind back to the day I got saved. That day was also another intense day and maybe the feeling I had after therapy was so akin to the feeling I had that day, the memories resurrected by default.
The day I got saved was a very heavy day but I remember crying profusely and just feeling so broken but also full of gratitude that God had come into my life in a way I had never experienced. I remember speaking to one of the church members and she asked me why I was crying uncontrollably and I told her that I wasn’t happy with what I was doing occupationally. At the time I was working part (basically full) time at Waitrose and my blog was a slow burner and I just knew I had more to offer to the world creatively. I really REALLY wanted to be a stylist and I knew it could be a possibility but at the time it seemed more idealistic than realistic.
It feels like so many moons ago but it’s crazy to think that that was once my situation. I was crying and begging and pleading with God to do the very thing that I do daily now. It’s crazy to look back and my own testimony and see how life has a very funny way of working itself out!