5 Things I Will NEVER Do
No apologies, let's go!
1) Crochet, knit or felt anything.
Never, I promise.
Yes, I know, I'm a terrible mother, a doomed etsy-er and a failed instagramer. As if I don't already have enough to do without the added pressure of making cute, hand-made things that have little to no purpose. I'm even one of those freaks that doesn't even have a pinterest board dedicated to craft projects that I'll probably never get around to.
This is not a "vegan, anti-wool" thing either (although a few years ago it might have been) but more of a "I don't have to be good at everything" thing. I've got nothing against hand-made, crafty things (although I'm not really into "stuff" that just sits around) but I know what I'm good at, and it's not creating things with my hands.
I will happily pay money to someone that is nurturing their natural-born talents. I get clothes altered all the time. I would never attempt to do that shit on my own. I'm ok with the fact that I suck at sewing.
I don't care how many knitting revivals happen in my lifetime...
I've got other things I'd rather be doing.
2) Drink out of a jar.
Again, my wholefoods blog & instagram feed just failed to progress to the next level of coolness.
Jar drinking used to be reserved for wild share-house parties where someone brings a case of wine that they stole from work. It's totally legit if there are no other receptacles to be found, fine.
But what's with drinking out of a jar, on purpose?
Ok don't answer that, I know the answer.
I'm in the raw food, hipster world more than I'd like to admit.
I get it. And now it's about more than going anti plastic and repurposing jars that were lying around, it's turned into such a popular craze that you can buy NEW jars for drinking out of. Jars with built in straws, jars with handles, jars that are made to look like old jars.
A glass will do fine for me.
3) Wear a maxidress.
I know, what's wrong with me?! They're flowy, cool on hot days and cover up pretty much anything you might want to hide. Great.
So why aren't I sold? Well apart from the fact that the maxidress has got to be the number 1 clothing item guilty of confusing someone to be pregnant when they're not, put simply, I'm a short-ass and rarely get hot enough to think that wearing an oversized sarong is a good idea.
People as short as me struggle to rock a long dress in a good way.
I live on a mountain where (even though I'm in Qld, Australia) I'll be lucky to have 3 days a year that might be maxidress worthy... and I'd rather just wear a bikini, I got nothing to hide :)
4) Pretend that I've got it all figured out.
I see a lot of coaches, writers, teachers, foodies and therapists working hard to keep up their living-the-dream-life photo & blog feed.
I struggle with things in life all the time.
I have freak-outs, melt-downs and dummy-spits.
I forget to do yoga and go for weeks without reading a book. Yep. I'm not perfect and I'm ok telling you that.
In fact, that's why I created this... to collectively say "Fuck Perfect".
So how can I be a therapist myself when I've got my own shit going on? Well for starters, I'm not faking anything, I'm open about my struggles AND I believe that there will always be struggles.
Sorry to be the one to break it to you.
Challenges and set-backs are what help us to strengthen our spirit and expand our soul.
I enjoy using my story to inspire and help others and am therefore grateful for every life situation that enables me to learn and then share what I've learnt.
THE TRUTH - for real.