Changing What I Don’t Like About Myself

She’s got a coffee in hand so obviously she wants to stay longer but her car keys are also in her hand so maybe I should wrap up this conversation and set her free except if she wants to keep talking and stay in this conversation, then I’m up for that too except now she’s glanced over my shoulder and yep, she wants out. I’m … Continue reading Changing What I Don’t Like About Myself

Getting Locked Out of My Room

Legit, it was because of popcorn. I’m watching a movie—Confessions of a Shopaholic, I am not ashamed—in bed with a bowl of popcorn at my side when I realize something. The popcorn does not have enough seasoning. You know that powdered white cheddar stuff? Oh yes. I bring the cinema experience home. I dart out into the kitchen, sprinkle some more on, and then head … Continue reading Getting Locked Out of My Room

When I Went to a Burlesque Show

So I have a habit of putting myself in compromising situations. Not bad situations although that happens too. But the kind of situations where my moral barometer suddenly becomes muddied. Case in point! Picture me. Your average churchgirl minus the coffee addiction (cough, cough, Savvy). I’m at uni and my friend invites me to a burlesque show. Which is flattering because it shows that she … Continue reading When I Went to a Burlesque Show

I Am (Not) a Victim

My last blog post, I wrote about anxiety and how I had struggled and still struggle with it. I realized, as I received positive feedback from friends and family about my honesty, that I have shared more in writing than speaking. There are so many reasons why. Firstly, writing is easier. You can refine your delivery and polish up your words. With speaking, in face-to-face human … Continue reading I Am (Not) a Victim

Burnt-out Girl

Photo by our favourite photographer, Jess Mcghie We asked Brooke to write about anything she wanted (we gave her free reign as she is my-Savvy’s-sister) and this is what she came up with: Before I chose to pursue my own relationship with Christ outside of my religious family and church background, I bought into the concept of self-love, self-care, and self-esteem. I would train to see myself … Continue reading Burnt-out Girl

I don’t want to go to church today

Photo by Jessy, my favorite professional photographer (as well as being the only one I know). I enter church with my confident stride and my casual smile. I got this. Church is my territory. I grew up in this culture and I know the unspoken rules here like the back of my hand. I sit down in my normal seat. In the space of sitting down however, I am transformed … Continue reading I don’t want to go to church today