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The 3 ugly truths about following your dreams

Follow your dreams! Turn your passion into a job. Live the life you dream of! This is what most motivational speakers or writers talk about. Including me. My whole purpose of my blog is too inspire individuals to turn their dreams into reality. I want you to fulfill your wildest dreams, while becoming the best version of yourself! But I also want to keep it real with you. Which is why I wanna talk about the things no one talk about when it comes to following your dreams. It can get lonely You have decided to break free from the mold and go against the majority. Congratulations! You have taken the step 99% is afraid to take. But now you’re on your journey on your own. Your friends and family are discouraging you. They don’t understand the sacrifices you have to make in order to live your dreams. The club nights out; you’re choosing to miss out so you can wake up bright and early and put in the work. The social gathering you’re skipping …

45 Eye-opening quotes from “The Subtle Art Of Not Giving A Fuck”

For this year, one of my goals is to read at least 24 books. Which basically means reading 2 books per month. The first book I chose to read this year was in line with one of my other goals: The Subtle Art of Not Giving a Fuck by Mark Manson. The reason I chose this book is because -get ready for the cliché- I really want to achieve bigger things in life. However, the thoughts of these things I wish to achieve, in combination with social media immediately get me overwhelmed, anxious and depressed. In that order. To the point that I’ll just have a glass of wine and hide in bed instead. And all because I have too much fucks to give. In all honesty, I hadn’t read any reviews on this book and actually thought it would be another self-help book that would tell me how capable I am of achieving marvelous things in life as long as I cared less about what people think. Boy, was I wrong. Is it a self-help …

Weekly report: 2-3

Welcome to the belated weekly report of week 2 and 3! As of week 1 I pledged to share the progress of my goals with you. Now that we finished week 3, let’s see how that has gone. Exercise 2-3 times per week With pride I can say, I nailed it and failed it! The goal for January is 2-3 times per week, the long-term goal for 2019 is every day. Hence I was hella proud of myself when in week 2 I marked Friday as day my fifth day of exercise. For the weekend I intended to d extended yoga sessions, but I got lazy. This laziness stretched itself along to week 3. I literally didn’t do one bit of exercising for week 3. And it was noticeable. At least for myself. I was less energetic and also a lot more on edge. Because to be frank: yoga has been doing great things for my mental state. Plus: a bitch is almost able to reach her toes again! Read 2 books this month One …

I vow…

Ah, the feel of lying back in bed and writing till I feel like stopping is so liberating. Especially when the clock hits 12 o’ clock and I can add a glass of wine to the experience. As much as I’d love to have mornings like this on a daily base, that’s not my reality. In reality I wake up every morning at 5.30 am and leave home at either 6.15 or 7.15. I commute 3 hours and work 7,5 hours a day, 5 days a week. Every day I complain. Not today though. Despite today being Sunday and being well aware that’s easy as it is to complain about going back to work tomorrow, I should consider myself blessed. Because at least I have a job. Perhaps not the job of my dreams, but it does help my dreams becoming a reality. I am able to do the things I wasn’t able to before. It allows me to do one of the things I love most: shopping, have cocktails with my loved ones… Hell, …

I uninvite myself

A few days ago some of my closest friends a.k.a my master mind group were having one of our early morning group conversations which started with my proposal of “killing ourselves” by going out the night before a seminar we’re attending together. One of them immediately jumped in on the invite. That’s just how he is, he’s the reckless one among us and also our bartender and no this is not a good combination, we barely make it out alive after one night with him. But after I sent out the invite, I was like…Yo, I gotta think this thru. I also gotta work that day, attend my kid brother’s game (trust me this requires almost as much energy as playing the game), next day we got a seminar and I also wanna go out? My old ass self usually need at 48 hours to recover after a night out. This would be a form of suicide! His words: it’s not something that we haven’t done before. And that’s when it hit me. He was …

I took the jump!

Yessss! I finally have time to write a new post. Sike, not really. I’m on the bus on my way to work, writing and listening to a podcast. But bustrips have become my only breaks. Or at least I try to make them my breaks as these usually get filled with phonecalls.(Hey Noa, hey Grace!) But now, I technically have time, plus a reason to write. Because your girl just started  her own (t-shirt)-line. That’s right. I finally took the jump. Some of you who have been following me on IG and/or on FB were already aware and some of you even ordered already (yay!). I’ve been wanting to start my own line for so long, but fact is…Your girl can’t sew shit. Which is quite a requirement to start up from scratch. Or so I thought. Actually, I thought I lacked a lot to get started. I can’t sew, I don’t have a proper computer to work on, I don’t have a start-up budget. All by all, I solely had been focusing on what I didn’t/don’t have. Until I …

The voice within

I was busy cleaning up my blog, when I stumbled upon this post. This article was written 2 years ago when I was also struggling with sharing my writing. Guess I’ve been dealing with this struggle longer than I’m aware of. I might not have overcome my unease of sharing my writing in public, but I can very much look back with pride at my awareness and my ability of analyzing myself. Take a look at one of my first blogposts ever.