Posts in Getting Personal
Allow Yourself to Be Many, Many Things

While promoting her new film, “Booksmart” at the Bumble SXSW Hive last month, director Olivia Wilde said something brilliant. Even as I sit here now typing her quote for you to read, I can feel the tug at my heartstrings. Not only because I have been on the receiving end of similar criticisms. Not only because I have jumped to similar judgments of my fellow women.

But largely because I have definitely done it to myself.

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Let's Talk About Lips

In the age of social media, comparison – particularly when it comes to appearance or beauty standards – is a constant issue. Instagramers look bloody perfect. Highlight is popping, brows are amazing, holy contour. Hey, I edit my photos, too. And there are previous posts where I know full well now that I overdid it and look like an alien.

But let’s talk about lips.

Really. That’s what I want to talk about.

I have a point, I promise.

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Battling Anxiety, Bit By Bit

For those of you who are new to my blog or who have just recently started following me on social media, you may not be aware of my struggles with perfectionism (you can ready my blog post on that by clicking HERE), depression, and anxiety. I want to start this post by saying that I am far better than I used to be so for anyone battling similar issues, it is possible to heal, albeit slowly. I also want you to know that it is perfectly normal to encounter some relapses or flare-ups as you do. I experienced one myself just last week – and am still feeling its effects.

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Comparing Yourself To Other Creatives

Recently, I caught myself doing something I am not particularly proud of: comparing myself to another person in the field of videography and filmmaking. Granted, I have enough self-awareness not to put myself alongside, say, Peter McKinnon, who has been at this game for years but I still feel I was unfair to myself nonetheless. Let me explain.

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Far From Perfect

I first came to the realization of my struggle with perfection in my early twenties. While I cannot remember if I was twenty or twenty-one at the time, I can clearly see myself standing in front of my bathroom mirror putting on my makeup one morning – a routine activity – and my mind wandering. Suddenly it occurred to me that it was a result of an event that happened when I was much younger. Because isn’t that always the case?

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