I’ve been thinking a lot recently about how the right people seem fated to come into our lives at the exact time we need them. It’s weird, because I don’t think I believe in fate as such, but still there’s been some eerie coincidences. For example, in September 2010, how did I end up getting … Continue reading Friends For Now And Friends Forever
I’ve spoken in previous posts about social media and how it has both a light and a dark side. It’s fantastic for connecting people but it’s also unfathomably addictive. To narrow this discussion down even further, today I’m going to talk specifically about phones. It's how you're reading this right now, isn't it? I only … Continue reading Phones, Social Media, and the #Offline48 Challenge
The other week a person I admired, thought of as a friend, went on a spree of meme sharing. But not the funny sort. Not to me, anyway. These memes all said if you still lived with your parents over twenty-five you were a massive failure and a waste of space. One of them mentioned … Continue reading Why is Living at Home in Your Twenties STILL Seen as Failure?
When I published my post about money last week [you can check it out here if you haven’t already] I expected backlash. In my overactive imagination companies far and wide would somehow get my number to inform me I was on every blacklist in the land. Angry mobs of rich people would turn up with gold … Continue reading An Overdue Discussion About Being a Working-Class Millennial
Advice threads have become a pretty common place thing over on the ol’ Twitter space and one I keep reading is to NEVER talk about rejection. Not anywhere. Not ever. Apparently we all have to pretend we're gravy even when we feel like sprouts. Talking about rejection only guarantees more rejection because companies don’t want … Continue reading The Importance of Talking About Rejection
I didn’t write last week because I took a week-long social media break to enjoy my holiday in Belgium. As soon as I boarded the ferry I stuck my phone on aeroplane mode and used it solely as a camera for six gloriously days. No texts, no likes, no DMs, no calls (I only get … Continue reading My Disconnected Week