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I very rarely use tumblr these days but I just want to show you guys my baby, Ginny.

I don’t know if any of you remember me but if you do and care even a tiny bit about my life since I was last on tumblr, then have a read!

A lot changed for me following my 21st birthday last July. A 5 year relationship ended and I was suddenly a single adult. I was putting myself out there, losing weight and meeting guys. It was absolutely terrifying since I had virtually no experience with men and my only relationships had been with girls.

Come October, I’d met my now boyfriend, Tom. Tom is very much like me but in other ways, he’s really not. We met at the beginning of the month and by the end, we were together. Personally, it was a done deal once he said he loved Merlin, ahem...

Anyway weeks later, he was telling me he loved me. I find it mental that my first boyfriend is a 5ft 11in rugby playing, heavily bearded Bridgend boy but somehow compared to my hobbit worthy 5ft 1in worthy frame, we look like we fit. He’s better, smarter and funnier than I am. I genuinely see him as my better half and I’m so grateful I have him. 

Come the new year, I found myself the perfect tattoo to cover my first tattoo (a shoddy looking moon). It was genuinely a “I NEED THAT” moment, considering it was an Aladdin tattoo. Aladdin happens to be my favourite Disney movie and partially a catalyst to my awakening of liking girls as well as boys. Jasmine was my first girl crush at aged 4 and I still adore her to this day. I always planned to have as Jasmine tattoo but I saw this template at a Swansea parlour and knew I had to have it.

After that, things seemed to either be boring or super shit. I was working 60-90 hours some weeks and found myself being depressed or too exhausted. I had no life; to the point where my best friend didn’t know I had been blonde for 2 months. I barely saw anyone and decided I needed a change in life. I was leaving my job of 4 years!

.....And then suddenly, I was the most ill I’ve ever been. I contracted chickenpox and as soon as I was diagnosed, all I could hear in my head was “it’s worse for adults.” I’ve genuinely never been that ill, I didn’t sleep or eat but never felt tired or hungry. I lost about 9 pounds in weight and found myself wanting to cry or scream because my scalp was so sore. My face and head received the worst of it and in the photos above, you can see I still have pox marks. I genuinely hope they heal over because I hate them!

But of course, I recovered and 2 weeks after returning to work, I was leaving. Having worked 13 days straight, I was good to see the back of the place. I miss the team loads because it was never them that was the issue. The job itself was so demanding and for a 21 year old, I wanted a life, I wanted to be in the now.

My last day was 3/4 days ago and since then, I’ve got my nose pierced and painted my nails - things I could never have at my previous workplace. I’m so much happier already and find myself actually having motivation to do things, instead of laying on my bed dead in the eyes and ready to sleep.

So yeah, hopefully things are on the up!

sorry i don’t really use my tumblr anymore

a lot has changed in the last two months or so

for the better and its mad lol