My 3 year anniversary!
So, people post wee soppy messages about its there 3 year anniversary of them and their partners relationship- I post a blog about my 3 year anniversary of me becoming de-crippled! Cute.
Since my last blog one year ago to this very fine date i suppose a lot has changed. I got 2 tattoos, I started college, I'm getting off my arse more… But still got the same attitude- my mum can not testify if this is a good thing or not it's ill-relevant! Life has been not bad for my wee self, I've made it the year of operation: get a life hen, like I said I would! Success.
First of, came my tattoos! I've wanted them for a few years but I could never man up and well, I suppose after everything that had happened I kind of had zero pain fears left at all and a tattoo, really was never gonna be the worst thing in the world anymore so one fine day I toddled in to the wee tattoo place and just booked it for 2 weeks away- you go girlllllfriend!. I decided on getting a tattoo across my collarbone area with the song that was literally perfect my little ‘miracle’ song I suppose you could say (cheesyyyy) the song ‘I believe’ from the Honey film- aye! You’ll probably know it once you hear it, quite a catchy wee number… Well it was the song that inspired me to keep moving and push myself. It was the song that got me to take my first steps all the way up my stairs so picture this right, it was basically a cross over of: rocky balboa meets legally blonde 😋👏🏼. Now that wee song from honey was always one of my faves! It was one of them wee songs that got me really empowered like, I just felt like swinging my bra casually above my head in celebration after a wee greet to it! Such a brilliant wee song. Stupidly, I nearly changed the quote of my tattoo… But changed it back at the last minute! The guy in the shop, Bryan was happy I did as well and so am I.. What was I even thinking? There couldn’t be a better tattoo than ‘I believe I can, I believe I will’ because, well, I do believe just that!
See after all that freaking out…. It wasn't even sore, so raging!! I expected even a bit more after pain Yano? to know it existed but nope- was quite devastated of this outcome actually. So, I got that tattoo on the Tuesday and by the Friday I was in booking my second… For the following Tuesday- the exact week to the very day from my first! This one was a little music note and a love heart on my hand so just to me, symbolises music and love for it because they get you through- also very fitting as I want my tattoos to be meaningful cause I'm a total soppy git.
Well this year I also started college as well doing Business Studies which was a last minute thing- like American road trip last minute that you see in a film! It wasn't something I wanted to do but I needed to get my wee self back out there. It's been a tough road, mornings are difficult but I'm doing the best I can and considering the last time I attempted college I only lasted 2 months, I'm really proud of myself! I've stuck it out well. People are never going to understand what you go through but that's life- it's even harder for people to understand when you show up like you're ready for a night out half the time! But after everything, I'm glad I can still control how I look! You can be no well and still have a good quality push up bra and bright pink lippy on ya know!
I've got some sort of a social life back as well this year so I'm doing alright considering last year I was all on my wee lonesome (wow, autocorrect just corrected this word… Is lonesome a real word? Hahaha) and it's good to get back out there! Someone special told me to do it and I listened. It's not been easy at times, and don't get me wrong there is times when I'm just like ‘babes, I couldn't even put glue to an eyelash today never mind get ready !’ buuuut a wee attempt of kicking my own ass (don't try this at home folks!) and I get there. I've done things I didn't think I'd do and I'm proud of myself for that.
You know I'm the first to admit before all this drama with my crippled legs and what not… I was a right wee witch! But I'm definitely more maturer now because of those "hard times, yo ✌" that everybody goes on about. I've had my fair share of hard times… But I'm not gonna go on about it aw the time like ‘gees eh sympathy vote I broke a nail… I'm gonna die… What kinda germs can get in said nail?? Where's ma damn violins??’ cause those kinda people just deserve a simple slap to the face and a wee fall from the grace in which is their ego!. I've achieved a lot… But why go on about it? If you constantly tell everyone then you're obviously not doing these achievements for your self you're doing them for the attention of others.
I've made 2 support groups and a website to help others and one of my groups has just reached 300 members from world wide, I've never felt prouder. When people tell you they are using the information you shared on a website you put effort and money into creating to give to their doctor?- there is no greater feeling. A lot of people see me, bit of a nutter with the silly banter and quite loud at times and don't see beyond that.. But there's a lot more to me!
So That's enough soppyness for today… Get that soppy chat to f’ck now! What's my goals for the rest of this year and next year? Hmmmm. I suppose I want a better social life and to get on a more suited college course eventually.. Oh, and a wee sexy boyfriend wouldn't go a miss either! haha.
See you all for bible edition part 4 next year cheekys! ✌🏼️
