Choosing kindness


I’ll admit that some things in life, we don’t get to choose. Sometimes things are out of our hands, but I am a strong believer that happiness can be a choice.

I actually have a wooden wall hanging up in my room which says, “choose kindness and laugh often.” Kindness is something in which I try to do as best as I can and that quote really stood out to me.

You have probably heard this a million times, but you honestly don’t know what people are going through. If you are reading this right now, there has probably been a time in your life in which people have not been too kind when you need that kindness the most- and it really does ‘suck.’

We are not all going to be saints, and it’s probably impossible for people to be kind all the time. We’re human, it’s realistically not going to happen. But sometimes random acts of kindness are the best acts of kindness. The kind that are unexpected, and arguably mean the most. Whether it’s as small as giving one pound to charity, or even holding the door open for someone, you cannot deny the fact that the world would be a much more positive place if people chose kindness more often.

I actually read something the other day, and it seemed to really stand out to me:

“Don’t cross oceans for people who wouldn’t cross a puddle for you.”

“No. Do it. Do cross oceans for people. Love people. All people. No conditions attached. No wondering whether or not they are worthy. Cross OCEANS, climb MOUNTAINS, life and love isn’t about what you GAIN. It’s more about what you GIVE.”

I don’t have the original link to the picture which I quoted this from, but it is so unbelievable true. Sometimes you have to be kind to people who may not be kind to you. I don’t mean in a ‘naive’ sort of way, but more for your own mindset. I would much rather be a person with kind intentions, than a person who only has kind intentions when they receive something in return.

And hey, it’s nearly Christmas. That means the time for giving, kindness, and pure happiness. Even a small act of kindness can make a big difference; whether that’s on one person’s life, or thousands of lives. Never forget that.

Love and happiness always,

xo, Becca

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Why I’m happy in being a sensitive person


After looking at my life and my own personality, I have come to the conclusion that I must be quite a sensitive person. I mean, you could joke about something with me, and I’d most likely think you were telling the truth. Yeah I know, I’m sorry.

I recently read a very eye opening post on why being sensitive may be a good thing. I always wished I wasn’t such a sensitive person, and that it was such an utterly bad trait to have. Sigh, how I wished I was more thick skinned. But I have recently come to the realisation that there can be some good that comes out of being sensitive. Yes, I totally just basically said that I’m happy in being a sensitive person.

I read that sensitive people tend to understand people more. This is because when they get hurt, they know how much it can hurt. They don’t like seeing others in that kind of position because they understand. I feel like this explains me to a T. I tend to put myself in the position of the person who’s hurting and will do anything to make them happy again. Whether that’s dropping everything at 11 at night, or travelling 2 hours to help a friend in need. I thrive off being there for others because I know how it feels to be so alone.

I mean, you can bet that I’d whisk you away on a day trip to the zoo, or to the beach just to make sure you’re okay again. I’m cute like that you see, wink wink.

The same post I read also highlighted the point that highly sensitive people love to go on adventures and are more in tune with nature and the world around them. Considering I always have the need to explore new places, go on adventures, and totally obsess over the sky; this has opened my eyes to the most down to earth facors that can come out of being sensitive. If you want to make me happy, literally take me on an adventure… even if it’s in your back garden to look at the sky. I’d probably love you forever for that, there and then.

Sensitive people are more likely to also have racing minds, with 5,000 thoughts roaming around their head at once. Considering I created this blog to help put all these erratic thoughts into words, I think it’s safe to say that getting deep and opening my eyes to the real world around me may be a good thing.

And finally I’m such an unbelievably ‘needy’ person and I totally hate that. I get very insecure sometimes, okay. Just reassure me that you don’t hate me and you actually mean what you say, and I’ll be all good. I cannot be lied to. That’s the thing about sensitive people, the truth hurts them more than the average person; but they’ll take it better than constant lies.

For some, being sensitive may be a bad trait to have, but for me it’s a blessing in disguise. By being sensitive and having a deeper understanding of things, I am able to continuously remind people how much they mean to me because I understand how it feels. I always give people the benefit of the doubt, because I put myself in their shoes. Maybe that’s what makes me open to getting hurt again, however.

I may be a sensitive person, and it may get on your last nerve. But I’d rather be sensitive and have my eyes so open to the world and people around me than the alternative. I’m happy living my ‘lil sensitive life.

Do you class yourself as quite a sensitive person? Or if not, do you know anyone who is quite sensitive? Feel free to leave your thoughts in the comment box below!

Love and happiness always,

xo, Becca

Why I chose to revamp my life

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Life is funny isn’t it? We spend our lives being our own individual self with our own personalities, likes and dislikes. A couple of months ago especially, was when I decided it was time to revamp my life and give myself a new perspective on life in general.

I decided that it was time for a change- and that includes a change in myself and my mindset. I’ve always been quite a sensitive person, but I’d like to think that over the past month or so; I have slowly formed a ‘thicker skin’ and not let things get to me as much as they used to. Of course, I still get hurt and upset about some things; but certainly not as much as I used to. I’m so glad that I’m at a point where I’m so confident in myself, that other perceptions of me simply don’t matter anymore.

I always used to look at people and be like, “How can I be as confident as you? Why can’t I have no insecurities and be like the ‘confident’ people?” In fact, I read this from one of my diary entries from January of this year when I was feeling low one night. I soon realised that the only person who can be in charge of my self confidence is me. Fast forward nearly 8 months and I have never been so confident and empowered in my own body. Considering I hated looking at myself in the mirror three months ago (sounds like a cliche, but trust me it was bad), I am at a point now where I’m happy to go swimming because my body is my own and I’m super proud of it.

When it comes to communicating with people in general, I love it. I thrive off meeting new people, and making new friends. I realised that I not only want to surround myself with people, but positive influences in my life. That meant separating myself from people who are simply toxic and who I don’t need around me. Trust me, having the strength to do that is the best decision I ever made. I now have the bestest friends I could ever wish for in my life (personal shoutout to Caitlin, Richard, Chloe, Myah, Alex, Callum, Jess, Georgia, Koryn and co; you all know who you are). I’m also constantly adding new amazing people into my life, and it’s so uplifting to have people who accept me, for me. 

When I say I couldn’t be happier with my life at the moment, I mean it. I am so overwhelmed with my progress and how much work I have mentally put in to be this happy and calm. And why I chose to revamp my life? Because I soon began to realise that my life is my own, and no one else’s. I am my own longest commitment at the end of the day; so why not make my life the best it can be? I want to be nothing but kind and compassionate to others. I want to forgive, but not be naive. I want to be proud of the person I’m becoming, and I want to keep doing better and being better.

So what’s next for me? The simple answer is, I don’t know. But I know that I will continue to be the best person I can be. I don’t care how cliche that sounds, but I have realised over the past few months that I can be whoever I want to be, and even though my personal goals may change again in another few months, where I am now is the best place I’ve ever been.

Love and happiness always,

xo, Becca

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