Sobriety in Your Twenties

On Monday, I am going to Barcelona for a week with a few friends. Never been on holiday with friends before. Muy emocionante! (That’s very excited. FYI. Adios) Sun, beach, good food, exploring, culture, good wine and cocktails? Not for me. I have been sober for 4 and a half months. I quit drinking in…

Why diet’s DON’T WORK -Banana Boost Blondies

Yesterday I was at an event where people were talking about calories. I overheard a woman say, ‘Oh no, I can’t eat carbohydrates today, I need to drop a dress size.’ I spoke to another women who told me she was on a juicing diet. A man had a conversation with me about being on…

YOU have the power to CHANGE

You don’t have to do things that make you unhappy anymore. You don’t have to associate with people who make you unhappy. You don’t have to stay in a job that makes you unhappy. You don’t have to live in a city, town or village that makes you unhappy. You don’t have to date somebody…

BMI is B.S. – Raspberry Mojito Oatmeal

On Wednesday I had to be weighed and my height measured. Before I had an appointment about my STOMACH. Not confusing at all. I must admit, my hackles did raise. I make a solid point of NEVER WEIGHING myself. My mum hid the scales in my family home MANNNNYYY YEARS ago. And I don’t have…

Let’s talk PERIOD(S) – Vegan Stroganoff Spaghetti

Yesterday I started my period. EWWWWWWWWW! For God’s sake Joy, why would you think it’s appropriate to share that with us? And then share a food recipe. Seriously, what’s your problem? (Sub note: If you’re one of my male readers and you want to skip down to the recipe, I completely understand.) Periods are normal….

Dear anybody who hates their body…

Dear anybody who hates their body, Whether you be a teenage girl or boy, Someone in their twenties, Or someone in your sixties. Hating your body is an easy choice. It’s what we are taught to do. With advertisements. With the media. With the celebrities we see on screen. With diet culture. With exercise classes….

You are not your PAST – How to move FORWARDS

Yesterday, I found myself in tears over a childhood diary. I’ve been doing a mass clear out of my childhood bedroom, before my mum and stepdad sell my childhood home and move to Yorkshire. Imagine in your head a room you might find in Tidying up with Marie Kondo. That’s my childhood bedroom. I told…