#LoveMe – Passion

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  1. Why are you doing #LoveMe?
  2. A photo of you
  3. A word that describes you
  4. A person who loves you
  5. A note to the past you
  6. A note to the future you
  7. One thing that’s just for you
  8. Share a scar
  9. Share something beautiful
  10. Share a secret
  11. Share a smile
  12. Share a flaw
  13. Share a quote
  14. Share a fear you overcame
  15. Something you have done right
  16. Something you like about yourself 
  17. Something that feeds your soul
  18. Something that feeds your brain
  19. Something you feel strongly about
  20. Something you love to wear
  21. Something you are proud of
  22. What makes you unique?
  23. What is your best feature?
  24. What makes you happy?
  25. What makes you laugh?
  26. What makes you feel beautiful?
  27. What have you accepted about yourself?
  28. What have you learned from doing #LoveMe these past twenty-eight days?

DISCLAIMER: THIS GETS A LITTLE POLITICAL. I AM ALWAYS WILLING TO HAVE RESPECTFUL DISCUSSIONS ABOUT THINGS, BUT ABSOLUTELY NO HATE. PLEASE.

Something I feel strongly about. Something I feel strongly about…

How much time have you got?

There are so many things about which I feel strongly. Each with differing levels of importance in the world around me. How do I choose just one?

I think most everything that I feel strongly about comes from one of my most fundamental beliefs:

Be Kind.

Our world has always been unfriendly, but it has become toxic. One of the bigger super powers in our world has elected a misogynistic bigot to power who is making it hard for people who aren’t white, straight, cis, or male to get anywhere. A man who has boasted about keeping out Mexicans and about grabbing women by their pussies is now in control of a country that influences so much of our popular culture. This is terrifying. It has become indirectly mainstream, because of this man, to be intolerant. His ridiculous statements have become commonplace and it is imperative now, more than ever, to remember that we are all the same. Race, gender, sexuality, religion do not matter unless they inflict pain on other people. And with so many politicians making policies that degrade people who are in any way different to the norm (also, who dictates this “norm” anyways?), it is now that we need to be as open-minded as we can be. As compassionate and warm as we have ever been.

There is an inordinate amount of truth in the statement Love Trumps Hate. We can absolutely trump the hate-and-fearmongering happening in our world at the moment. All we need to do is be kind.

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#LoveMe – brain food

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  1. Why are you doing #LoveMe?
  2. A photo of you
  3. A word that describes you
  4. A person who loves you
  5. A note to the past you
  6. A note to the future you
  7. One thing that’s just for you
  8. Share a scar
  9. Share something beautiful
  10. Share a secret
  11. Share a smile
  12. Share a flaw
  13. Share a quote
  14. Share a fear you overcame
  15. Something you have done right
  16. Something you like about yourself 
  17. Something that feeds your soul
  18. Something that feeds your brain
  19. Something you feel strongly about
  20. Something you love to wear
  21. Something you are proud of
  22. What makes you unique?
  23. What is your best feature?
  24. What makes you happy?
  25. What makes you laugh?
  26. What makes you feel beautiful?
  27. What have you accepted about yourself?
  28. What have you learned from doing #LoveMe these past twenty-eight days?

This is also kind of an easy one, much like yesterday’s. What feeds my brain is my studies. As much as I whinge and moan about my lack of spare time during semester (soon to be trimester, hopefully!), about not having time to do the things I want to do, I love my degree. I love learning about human nature and how people think. I also love seeing the ways in which I may be able to help people one day. There’s a reason why I haven’t dropped out yet. I earn a decent living doing what I do, and I do love it, but even though it can be challenging sometimes, I am not exactly stimulated by my work. I will be if I can build a career in psychology.

I want to make a difference in people’s lives. I want to help fight the stigma of mental health issues and the seeking of help for those issues. And in order to do that, I need to feed my brain up enough so that it is strong enough, and filled with knowledge enough, to be able to do the best work that I can.

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#LoveMe – what feeds your soul?

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  1. Why are you doing #LoveMe?
  2. A photo of you
  3. A word that describes you
  4. A person who loves you
  5. A note to the past you
  6. A note to the future you
  7. One thing that’s just for you
  8. Share a scar
  9. Share something beautiful
  10. Share a secret
  11. Share a smile
  12. Share a flaw
  13. Share a quote
  14. Share a fear you overcame
  15. Something you have done right
  16. Something you like about yourself 
  17. Something that feeds your soul
  18. Something that feeds your brain
  19. Something you feel strongly about
  20. Something you love to wear
  21. Something you are proud of
  22. What makes you unique?
  23. What is your best feature?
  24. What makes you happy?
  25. What makes you laugh?
  26. What makes you feel beautiful?
  27. What have you accepted about yourself?
  28. What have you learned from doing #LoveMe these past twenty-eight days?

Surprising absolutely no one, the answer to this question is books. Books have always fed my soul .Ever since my mother bought me the first Harry Potter book, I have been in love with the world of words. I think being able to see the world through the eyes of someone else; through the eyes of someone who doesn’t live in our world, lets us see reality in new ways. Even if we don’t think the books we read have an effect, they all show themselves in someway.

I’ve honestly always felt that people who read are generally (emphasis on generally. I am generalising) more open-minded than those who don’t. People who read have already walked, metaphorically of course, in thousands of different people’s shoes. We’re already aware of people other than ourselves because we have lived so many fictional lives.

Books, to me, are pure magic. There is no other art form as all-consuming as books.

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“The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes” by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle 

I am ashamed of how long it took me to read this book. I never realised how much I needed my lunch hours and time before bed to get my reading done. This actually having lovely people to talk to at work and having to go to bed early for said work is really eating into my book time! Ah well, the things we do.

Unless you’ve been living under a rock, you’ll be aware of the BBC reincarnation of Conan Doyle’s infamous crime solving duo, Sherlock Holmes and John Watson. If you’ve been following this blog for a while, you’ll be aware that I am a huge fangirl for this show. As such, I’ve been slowly buying up the BBC reissues of the famous stories. I have over half of the collections now I do believe which is very exciting.

The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes finally introduces some of the big names of canon to whom we are introduced very quickly in Sherlock: Mycroft Holmes and James Moriarty. The banter between Mycroft and Sherlock in “The Greek Interpreter” was beyond beautiful. It was exactly that scene where Cumberbatch and Gatiss decode the ugly hat in S03E01, “The Empty Hearse”. It’s been a while since I’ve read dialogue this delicious.

And finally meeting the original Moriarty? Forget about it. Creepy, genius, evil as all get out? Check, check, check. What is amazing is how much of the original dialogue Moffat and Gatiss actually used in the exchanges between Sherlock and Moriarty in their version of the stories. It made me so happy to make this discovery.

Guess what else made an appearance! Go on, guess!

The Persian slipper in which Sherlock keeps his tobacco! And the knife he uses to keep his letters nailed down. And the shooting of the wall in 221B! Every time I read these stories, I feel more respect for the BBC showrunners, while also gaining more and more insight into the original canon.

Something that does frustrate me, though, is how absent Mary is in the original stories. Her character is such a badass in Sherlock that it never occurred to me that she would simply be a background character after her appearance in The Sign of FourI suppose it’s a symptom of the times, that female characters were overlooked, but it doesn’t make it sting any less. Though, really, without that gap in Mary’s character back then, we wouldn’t have the fantastic Mary Morstan we know and love today.

You’ll have noticed that this wasn’t a review so much as a recount. To reiterate, for those who are unfamiliar with this blog:
1. I do not review classics. I am far, far below the calibre of reviewer necessary to critically analyse works that have stood for centuries and;
2. I do not review books I am emotionally attached to. I’ll talk about them, maybe even mention flaws, but I am far too positively biased towards some books to give an unbiased opinion.

The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes is a must for any Sherlock fan. This is where so many of the exciting things happen: meeting Mycroft, Moriarty, and the Reichenbach Falls. I implore you to read this, because it is an amazing compendium of stories.
If you don’t like Sherlock Holmes, it is still wonderful to see how people solved crimes before DNA testing and fingerprint dust.

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#LoveMe – what I love about me

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  1. Why are you doing #LoveMe?
  2. A photo of you
  3. A word that describes you
  4. A person who loves you
  5. A note to the past you
  6. A note to the future you
  7. One thing that’s just for you
  8. Share a scar
  9. Share something beautiful
  10. Share a secret
  11. Share a smile
  12. Share a flaw
  13. Share a quote
  14. Share a fear you overcame
  15. Something you have done right
  16. Something you like about yourself 
  17. Something that feeds your soul
  18. Something that feeds your brain
  19. Something you feel strongly about
  20. Something you love to wear
  21. Something you are proud of
  22. What makes you unique?
  23. What is your best feature?
  24. What makes you happy?
  25. What makes you laugh?
  26. What makes you feel beautiful?
  27. What have you accepted about yourself?
  28. What have you learned from doing #LoveMe these past twenty-eight days?

This is an interesting day to talk about this particular topic, because I spent today on the Sunshine Coast getting professional photos taken. I won a competition where the prize was getting the session for free. Full hair, make-up, and photos for absolutely nothing but the cost of the fuel to get there. I just have to pay for the prints, which is completely fair because those photos are someone’s art and people should always be recognised for their artistry in some way.

After the shoot, when I was viewing the proofs with the woman who had organised the day for me, we discussed each photo to try and figure out which ones I would take with me. There were two things that this lovely woman kept commenting on: my legs (hell yeah, all those Body Pump classes have been working for me!) and my smile.

The smile is the one that got me with the warm and fuzzies. Way back when, when my ex and I had first started dating, he told me that it was my smile that drew him in. Now, that’s saying something considering that we met at about 7.30 in the morning while I was cheesing bread at Subway, with Parmesan Oregano flavouring and bleach stains all over my uniform. I’ve always, subconsciously, carried that throwaway comment of his with me. If I’m nervous, and/or meeting someone for the first time, I smile as wide as I can. So to have that belief reinforced by a semi-impartial (she was trying to sell me stuff at the time, after all) third party felt really nice.

And it means that I can continue to smile, as wide as I can, when I meet people. I like that. I like that a lot.

 

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Don’t forget to smile!

 

 

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#LoveMe – getting something right

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  1. Why are you doing #LoveMe?
  2. A photo of you
  3. A word that describes you
  4. A person who loves you
  5. A note to the past you
  6. A note to the future you
  7. One thing that’s just for you
  8. Share a scar
  9. Share something beautiful
  10. Share a secret
  11. Share a smile
  12. Share a flaw
  13. Share a quote
  14. Share a fear you overcame
  15. Something you have done right
  16. Something you like about yourself 
  17. Something that feeds your soul
  18. Something that feeds your brain
  19. Something you feel strongly about
  20. Something you love to wear
  21. Something you are proud of
  22. What makes you unique?
  23. What is your best feature?
  24. What makes you happy?
  25. What makes you laugh?
  26. What makes you feel beautiful?
  27. What have you accepted about yourself?
  28. What have you learned from doing #LoveMe these past twenty-eight days?

I hate how hard this particular post is. It’s that flaw of human nature where we are more likely to focus on the negative than the positive in our lives. A million compliments can be derailed by one snide remark. A beautiful day can be marred by one negative action. So concentrating on something I’ve done right is actually, depressingly, difficult.

I think the thing I’ve done right in my life is deciding to go back to uni after graduating. My degree in Creative and Professional Writing was fantastic and helped me to be a better writer, although I don’t write nearly as much as I would like to. But I feel like continuing my studies in order to one day become a psychologist and eventually help people with their issues, will be more fulfilling. For me personally. Plus, I hope to combine the two degrees and use creative writing as therapy for clients one day. Writing is already so cathartic that using it to hopefully help in similar ways that music and art therapy help people, would be wonderful.

I think that is something that I’ve definitely done right in my life.

 

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#LoveMe – overcoming fears

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  1. Why are you doing #LoveMe?
  2. A photo of you
  3. A word that describes you
  4. A person who loves you
  5. A note to the past you
  6. A note to the future you
  7. One thing that’s just for you
  8. Share a scar
  9. Share something beautiful
  10. Share a secret
  11. Share a smile
  12. Share a flaw
  13. Share a quote
  14. Share a fear you overcame
  15. Something you have done right
  16. Something you like about yourself 
  17. Something that feeds your soul
  18. Something that feeds your brain
  19. Something you feel strongly about
  20. Something you love to wear
  21. Something you are proud of
  22. What makes you unique?
  23. What is your best feature?
  24. What makes you happy?
  25. What makes you laugh?
  26. What makes you feel beautiful?
  27. What have you accepted about yourself?
  28. What have you learned from doing #LoveMe these past twenty-eight days?

Thinking back, I honestly don’t believe I’ve conquered that many of my fears. I’ve done things that were a bit scary but I wasn’t scared at the time of doing them. Moving to a brand new city when I was nineteen by myself was fine because I had mates up here already. Leaving everything familiar in that city to move to Canberra four years later was fine because I moved in with family and I knew I needed space.

None of those things felt like overcoming fears because they aren’t my fears. Does that make sense?

What I will say is that I’m getting better at standing up for myself, telling people when they hurt me, and explaining what it is I need from people at any given point, be that space or support. I used to take on a lot by myself and not let anyone else into how I was feeling when those feelings were anything less than happy. I hated crying in front of people because I kind of felt like it was a kind of weakness.
I’m getting better at vocalising things, because if someone makes me feel in anyway negative, that’s not necessarily my problem. It is not necessarily my fault, and that was a big thing to realise.

So I guess the fear I’ve conquered is the fear that if I am in anyway not 100% happy at all times, people will think I’m too much work and will leave.

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