“Yeah, nah” – the Aussie art of polite refusal. It took me years to master it, but now it’s my favourite form of self-respect.
“Yeah, nah” – the Aussie art of polite refusal. It took me years to master it, but now it’s my favourite form of self-respect.
I used to think I was failing because I was always exhausted. Turns out, it is not me – it is the system. And I am done blaming myself.
I thought I was just tired. But burnout took everything – my joy, my spark, my sense of self. Here’s how I found my way back.
I’ve tried to love journalling. I really have. But honestly? It stresses me out more than it soothes. And that’s okay.
My favourite laksa is gone and honestly, I’m not coping. Soup was my emotional support – now I’m one spoonful away from a spiral.
I’m a Taurus, not a breadstick. Yes, I nap. Yes, I snack. But I also build empires in between bites, thank you very much.
I’ve cried in Coles, lost it on trains, and still made it home. Here are a few gentle reminders for the messy days.
I am not unkind, unapproachable, or in a bad mood – I just have a face. Resting bitch face is not my problem, and it is not yours either.
Leaving a toxic relationship can make you feel lost. I’ve been there – here’s how I found myself again and how you can too.
I knew perimenopause was coming, but I did not expect this – the exhaustion, the emotions, the changes no one warned me about.
There is no perfect moment. Stop waiting for the right time and start living now – because life is happening in this moment.
Divorce shattered me, but I rebuilt myself with intention. Healing takes time, but you can create a life that truly feels like yours.