Love from, Florence Grace

Today I'm so grumpy that I don't even want to write a blog post. I'm uninspired, I don't want to write, I just want to sit in bed and mope and eat my body weight in allllll the comforting carbs.  To be honest, nothing is going majorly wrong in my life. I'm still employed, still have a roof over my head, Donald Trump isn't in charge of my country, so you know, some might say I'm doing alright. However, over the last week or so, life just hasn't been going my way, and being the spoiled princess that I am I have had to kick off about it.  In my post earlier on this week, 21 things by 21, I said: 1) Be selfish Honestly, I have spent so much of my life putting other people and their happiness before my own and always being screwed over in return that I've learnt that it's totally okay to be selfish. Don't be cruel about it, don't be horrible to people but  do  put yourself first and be 'selfish'.  I also said: ...

Break up's aren't nice or easy for anybody. There's pain, frustration, tears and everything else in between. My break up was no different. There was pain- a lot of pain. Frustration- more than a lot. Tears? More than ever before. Half the time I feel like Beyonce, strong and independent, and the other half I feel like Bridget Jones, downing vodka and screaming "all by myself" at the top of my lungs. I've been left, not only in a state of confusion but a state of hurt. And it's all down to the one factor of my break up that I can't deal with. The worst  thing about my break up. My ex stopped loving me. Okay, okay, that sounds extreme. He "had doubts". His feelings for me were unclear, he didn't know how he felt or if he loved me. For me, that was enough and I left the relationship- because I deserve someone who is 100% about me, right? Anyway. I was left feeling all the things you would normally feel after a break up, but w...