Ugh, honesty is the best policy, right? But what about those sweet little lies we tell ourselves? I’m delving deep into the archive of my crazy mind to share, those rules I love to break.
“I’ll save that for later” – When it comes to food, later could be 2 whole minutes later. It’s still later though.
“I won’t go on social media this evening, I’ll just focus on myself and jobs I need to complete” – 7.30pm “Oh, I haven’t seen so and so on my feed for a few days, I’ll go check-in”.
“There’s no hope, I can’t do it” – Then, I try do actually do it and surprise, surprise I don’t fail. Wow, who knew?
“Tomorrow I’ll be one of those nice girls, who dresses well, drinks water and texts back on time” – By 10.15 am I’ve eaten most of my lunch, ignored my WhatsApp and consumed 6 black coffees. Oh and I’ve taken off my heels and proceeded to stroll around the office like some sort of vile creature.
“I can’t ask for help” – It’s ridiculous, why should something so straightforward be so complex? I know its okay to ask for help. Sometimes, I just can’t.
“This home Gel Manicure is going to look brilliant this time” – Yeah, brilliant would be a descriptive word if a blindfolded 5-year-old had applied the manicure.
“I know what I’m doing” – I have no idea, but positive mantras and all that.
“That meme is definitely about me, almost definitely everyone hates me” – Reality, that meme has nothing at all to do with me.
“I’ll keep up my waxing appointments” – Reality, I’m canceling as I don’t want to show anyone my vagina today.
“I’m not a follower, I do exactly as I please” – Me: “I’ve seen lots of people here, so shall go also, just to see what it’s all about”.
“Over dinner with friends I won’t talk about me again” – Me over dinner “So, let me tell you this…”