Bubble

A Spherical, transparent bubble, with just a hint of colour residing at the bottom. It floats steadily in the air, only bursting when something interferes with the calmness in the air.

It’s almost like humans. We’re all in our own bubble, we all have our own preferences. We burst if something or someone interferes with our energy. We are all different bubbles, everyone is unique. We attach to one another and float together…sometimes we detach to another bubble to find another one. Wether thats family, friends, relationships…we all detach and reattach at some point. 

I like to think of it like that. When I feel lonely or have lost someone or something I look at myself as a bubble. It helps put things into perspective. Wether thats feeling lonely, or missing someone, or being completely happy. I’m a bubble, detaching and reattaching all the time…floating. Calmly.

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Puppy Pandemonium

The most gorgeous, dependant little beings too of been brought into the world were these brightly coloured, fluffy puppies. It was the best 6 weeks of my entire life watching them cause complete chaos in my family dining room…tiny little paws padding about there puppy pen, finding ways to do what we call “a puppy jail break” when no one was watching and there mum was having a well deserved break from feeding them.

We watched them grow and develop there cheeky characters for weeks. They played like children, bouncing about the pen jumping on each other and bumping heads because coordination was non existent at such a young age. Chewing the cardboard and empty plastic milk bottles we’d given to amuse them when we couldn’t give them the attention they required… in hopes they wouldn’t try to tumble about the rest of the house and across the carpets.

When I would come in from work I would climb into the pen and sit, crossing my legs as 8 fluffy heads bounded towards me, jumping into my lap and pawing at my legs until they were scooped up and cuddled, licking my face and neck in excitement. After hurtling about for an hour, I would watch there tiny blue eyes start to waver and them flop into a warm, fuzzy pile in the corner, one on top of the other as they’d lost all there energy…which wasn’t hard to do for such tiny animals. The dining room would be silenced as they slept, we would wait for the little squeaks and yaps to come back as they re awoke, ready to start all over again…

 

Comparison

Comparison is something that is always on my mind, Im always comparing myself thinking that I’m nothing compared to others, I pick apart my appearance and what makes me happy because of the way others look. It’s crazy that I actually allow myself to do this and cause myself unhappiness.

I thought it was just me until I was watching the tv last night. It was a dating programme. I was listening to these women talking about there past relationships. They had been cheated on and I was listening to them blame theirselves and question their appearance. I watched them crying as they spoke about comparing theirselves to the other person, it is not fair that women and maybe even men are made to feel like this either by another person or social media.

But what can help? I think about how I handle comparison…I handle it awfully. It sends me into a zone of insecurity I constantly look at the person I’m comparing myself to and think the worst.

However this week I feel as if I have had a break through within myself after constant doubting. I think my main source of happiness comes from exercise. I mean it takes a lot of motivation to get me into the gym but once I’m there I am happy and always try my best…then I leave satisfied with endorphins bouncing off of me. This week I haven’t thought so many disgusting thoughts about myself and my appearance which is what is normally bombarding my head and my heart. I have been exercising, taking care of myself and working. Now I sit here and write this post I am feeling content about me as a person, I am doing ok, I am doing better…and now I feel I know what to do if I am ever feeling down about myself. That is to exercise. However, I don’t expect to be completely clear of comparison.

To give anyone any advice. Although everyone is different. Never blame yourself for others actions and find an outlet that makes you happy and doesn’t involve others…

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The Poison Predicament

I was shuddering uncontrollably, the pain seeping through my system like an electric shock. The colour violet replaced my once rosy cheeks, draining my olive coloured skin until it was yellow. Throbbing pulsated on my ankle, travelling up my leg, almost as if someone was running a knife through me. My vision dipped in and out of focus as I tried to concentrate on getting to my phone…

I awoke in hospital. Everything was fuzzy, I could only feel the warmth in my cheeks as I tried to wiggle my toes and move my legs. It was a dull feeling of pins and needles. Almost as if someone had strapped me down onto the hospital bed and I couldn’t escape. I rolled my head to the side and saw my mum. Worry spread across her face, especially her eyes, as she watched her daughter lay nearly lifeless before her.

Doctors surrounded me, as if I was priority. Poking and prodding at me trying to figure out what was wrong and why I couldn’t feel anything. I felt weak as I watched the drip I was attached to feed me like I was a little baby again and that was my plastic spoon. Hushed voices chimed in sync together, discussing and determining what was happening, pointing at the only clue they had…the blister on my ankle. It was now a hole. Black, red and purple mixing together and settling around it to indicate something was wrong. That’s what poisoned me…that little patch where my trainer had rubbed and broken the skin It was covering…that’s what nearly killed me…

Sepsis.

All of the following facts and descriptions come from sepsis trust: https://sepsistrust.org

  • Sepsis affects 25,000 children each year in the UK
  • Sepsis kills 44,000 people every year in the UK
  • Sepsis kills 5 people every hour in the UK

Sepsis is the body’s overwhelming and life-threatening response to infection that can lead to tissue damage, organ failure and death. Medically, sepsis is your body’s immune system over responding to an infection.

Donate to sepsis trust to help educate individuals and support those who have suffered from sepsis. I was incredibly lucky too of been made a priority on arrival at conquest hospital Hastings. I will always be grateful.

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Blurred Lines

Connecting with people can be difficult. When you’re meant to click with someone you just do, however, lines can be blurred and paths can be crossed…

Not long ago two people began to blur the lines of friendship in my life. Anyone that knows me knows that I like to make people happy. I am a self confessed people pleaser. Even though at times it has landed me in hot water and back fired on me.

I became close with this pair during my last few years at school. I was happy to have there friendship, we would do fun things like go shopping, or to the cinema and parties together. Like it should be when you’re in a friendship group. We would talk and laugh and gossip just like young girls do…we never really fell out, even though that is common with girls as we’re sensitive. All was good, they contributed to making my education less of a serious affair.

But one day, I had gotten a job. I was working and earning money weekly, I would work hard, long hours, 6am shifts and always strive for more. Both of them had jobs themselves but they seemed to never have any money. We would go for food in our break times and free periods…they used to pay but the bill always fell on my lap.

“I’ve lost my card”

“I’m hungry”

“I have no money for dinner, sorry I didn’t tell you”

“Can I have this for my birthday?”

“I didn’t buy a train ticket can you cover for me?”

To all of these questions my answer would be yes. I would always help them whenever they needed it. I never wanted them to go without. The costs would mount on me weekly. It was like I had two children that I never gave birth too…

Well one day I snapped. I was fed up…I had been doing this for six months. Always caring for them. On my birthday I didn’t even get a card. I felt so unappreciated after everything I did for them always going one step further to show they were valued in my life. They didn’t care. So I snapped. I told them how I felt and lost my entire friendship group. I was alone. No one wanted to talk to me or understand my point. Friends I had years before they came along no longer bothered with me. It spun on me to make me look evil. I never wanted that to happen, or to be portrayed as some demon. I just wanted a thank you…

They blurred the lines of our friendship.

No one ever notices when you’re being provoked, just when you retaliate.

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Happiness

Happiness is one of the most vital ingredients you need in life. It leads to contentment. Happiness provides you with security and independence. It helps you strive to be greater, prouder or smarter. When you don’t have happiness you can feel the affects it has on you. It can completely dull your life. Being unhappy can lead to fatigue, failure and a lack of life.

When I observe other people and there lives I can see that happiness is provided in different ways. Maybe through another person or an animal (part of my happiness definitely comes from doggies), maybe through exercise, or eating, or singing, maybe dancing and drinking. So many aspects can contribute to a persons happiness… I love studying it and learning what makes a person different from another.

When deciding what makes me happy I try not to focus on other people. Just because life can change in seconds, those people could leave. I’ve learnt as I’ve grown up that sometimes you only have you. You can have all the money and friends in the world but it can all be taken away from you at the click of your fingers, it is un-promised. I find my happiness through music, a walk along the beach or writing. I enjoy doing stuff alone and being in my own little head space. I feel content. The rest of my happiness is an added bonus but I know that if something got taken away from me, I would know what I had to do to be happy.

I think at the end of the day you can have all the brands, money, cars and gadgets but they don’t create memories. Memories over money. Every. Single. Day.

If someone asked me to write down what the most important thing in life was before I died, it would be happiness. Always happiness. I’m not saying it is easy to be happy all the time because sadness is an aspect to life, we’re human, we feel things. But through these other aspects of life…find happiness and choose it.

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Sunset

Deep oranges and yellows interacting with each other in the sky…dipping in and out of the clouds, deepening in colour as the time changes…like a kaleidoscope, bursting with colour. Drifting peacefully.

When i’m told to envision beauty, I think of a sunset. I think of the way the colours glow and beam down on everything beneath them. The way they bounce off of buildings and rest on peoples faces. In summer, when you stay at the waters edge just a while longer…you can see the reflection in the water as the beach has emptied and everything rests, still.

I loved that about summer. I loved taking some time to myself, after work or after seeing friends. I would walk along the seafront in the evenings just watching…unwinding and thinking whilst watching the colours change the further I walked. When I was on holiday  my family and I would walk along the promenade in the evenings after dinner watching the sunset, chatting about what our plans were when we left the beautiful island we were on. Everyone was completely at peace. Like they should be.

Sunsets are a fragment of life that makes me happy. Its completely free to appreciate the beauty and the colours they provide you with. Above are some gorgeous sunsets I’ve witnessed this year.

What makes you happy?

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