Since I posted a very raw and honest post about still being a virgin during my mid 20’s, I have become subject to utter bullsh*t. The kind where I just can’t believe where and who it’s come from. Claiming multiple lies. Why would I lie about something so personal and TRUE? Do they not know how hard it was for me to publish the post or how nervous I was because of the nature of said post?
I had no intention and did not degrade or ‘ridicule’ this person, who I can probably guess you all know the name of, when I published the post because let’s be honest. It’s nothing to do with them. It doesn’t give them the right to basically slander my name to his friends and some of mine. I know I don’t usually call people out on things or talk ill of people, especially on my blog, but this person definitely deserves at least ten backhanders across the face. If anything, you gave the post waaaay more publicity I thought it would get so thanks.
Like I said on Instagram, I’m not removing the post. So grow a pair. This is the last I’m going to speak about this.
Learning to be more confident
The back end of 2020, quite frankly, saw me grow into a more confident woman. Before I would be very picky about what I told people and what I posted on my blog, but I’ve soon learned my ramblings actually help others. The response to my posts in the past have been amazing and I love writing for you. I won’t let a tiny roadblock get in the way. My posts aren’t for everyone, I get that, but sometimes silence is the best way to deal with your opinions.
My Nana gave me a book titled “The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F**k” for Christmas a couple of years ago. Regrettably, I’ve had it tossed to the side since that Christmas as I thought nothing of it but now it’s looking more appealing. I’ve noticed a lot of self care and self improvement books floating about on Instagram so I will definitely give this one a read before I think about investing in another one. Look out world, Niamh’s coming.
Growing A Pair of Lady Balls
You’re right in thinking I have a Spotify playlist of songs which make me feel like that bad bitch. I think everyone has one of them and if you don’t – make one. 2020 saw a lot of obstacles thrown my way but I came out a better person. Honestly, I feel so much lighter too. I don’t have anything or anyone else to worry about but myself. 21st June cannot come any quicker, just keep following the rules kids and we’ll be able to hug everyone we’ve missed.
Since October, I feel I have truly become myself. Feeling like I can talk to Alice and Chris about anything, being more open with you on here and doing what I want, when I want has really had a positive impact on me. Last year, I wouldn’t have even thought twice about deleting a post because a few people didn’t like the content. People just need to move on, I thought we ended on good terms – clearly others thought different. Read the comments, I’ve helped people. Don’t be ashamed to be somewhat ‘behind’ your friends.
No, I’m Not Conforming to So Called Social Standards
My thoughts when releasing my virgin post were no one was going to want to read about my experience. Turns out you did. Thank you. Being on furlough for the past two months for the fourth time, not being able to see my friends everyday and feeling deflated hasn’t helped when I’m trying to produce content. So when I’ve finished the month with the second best monthly views and a second most read post on my site, I feel very overwhelmed.
Have you seen Angus, Thongs and Perfect Snogging? You know the scene where Georgia reevaluates her life after encounters with Robbie, Jaz and her family? I feel I’m at that stage of my twenties. Take your own time with life. There’s always going to be setbacks, but rise above in your own damn way. Don’t let anyone else tell you what’s right or wrong. We’re all individuals and learning in our own unique ways. I always felt I had to follow in everyone’s footsteps but now I know I have to lead by my own example. Try it, it’s fun and freeing. You got this.