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“What’s wrong with me?”. It’s the 4-worded question you usually stop asking yourself as a teenager (if you ever thought it at all), but for me it’s been a lifelong quest to find an answer. Yes, I have clinical anxiety and depression but I’ve always felt like that wasn’t the only reason I dislike myself. I cannot tell you all the things people have said to me in an attempt to ease my curiosity.

You’ll grow out of it.

Wait until you’re older, you’ll love yourself then.

I didn’t really appreciate myself until I was in my 30s.

Once you have a boyfriend/husband/significant other, you’ll be fine!

I mean, really? A young woman is concerned about her deep hatred of herself and THAT’S what you tell them? It’s only recently that it clicked just how horrible that advice is. I’ve always been suicidal but it’s for other reasons I never took action. Had I actually listened to those responses and let them get to me, who knows the path I would of taken. Unfortunately, these people thought they were actually helping and that’s what scares me. How many people are out there who feel like me, and getting this advice?

While I may not know how to help anyone else who is experiencing a similar life to my own (yet!), I can share my story as it happens and hope it may have some positive effect for someone else. Last year I tried my hand at travelling Europe, both solo and as part of a Topdeck tour. I’ve learned a lot about myself and I have things I need to pass on to others, whether you love or loathe yourself (or anything in between).

Before I get into them, I want to make it crystal clear that this post is for EVERY ONE. Travelling solo isn’t just for people who aren’t in a relationship. Even if you’re married, in a new relationship or have some other kind of partnership this post is still directed at you. Another quick disclaimer, age is irrelevant. Whether you are 21 or 61 , it’s never too late to travel solo. In fact, I urge you to. Here’s why: Continue Reading

Charlotte Dawson

This past weekend Australia was in a state of shock after hearing that media personality Charlotte Dawson had taken her own life. Nearly every person with a social media account or a blog has written something about how they have reacted to the news, or how Charlotte was an incredible person or to throw blame at the trolls that bullied her for years ….. but that is not what my post, this post, is about. I’ve made no secret of my battle with depression, having talked about it numerous times on this very blog and constantly on social media. Admittedly, I haven’t spoken about it much over the past year and it’s for a good reason …. or so I thought.

Charlotte was a gorgeous, talented, funny woman as well as a warrior for human rights, compassion and equality. By all accounts, she should have been very happy with her success in life and for her memorable impact as a judge on Australia’s Next Top Model. She had fans, friends, family, loyal followers and she made a nice dollar or two. Why would someone with all that commit suicide? Well, that’s the thing, a lot of people who commit suicide have no reason that others would consider justifiable. Depression, mental illness, suicidal tendencies … they don’t discriminate. They’re an equal opportunist that can touch anyone and everyone. It’s this fact that most people are taking away from Charlotte’s death but in my case it’s something completely different. The news of Charlotte Dawson’s final act made me realise something massive in my life had changed. Something I never thought would happen.

I don’t want to kill myself…… anymore. Continue Reading - All this anxiety about my hair turning grey is turning my hair grey.

I wouldn’t call myself an “expert” on Anxiety but if I were to rank my level of expertise based on personal experience I guess I would say I am an expert. I have battled anxiety and depression all my life, and recently I told you all about it. Even if you aren’t a suffer of full blown anxiety chances are at some point in your life you have been nervous or anxious. They are natural human emotions and there is nothing wrong with admitting you suffer with it. However, there is something wrong with anxiety when it causes you bad beauty habits.

When my anxiety would flare up the first thing I would do is turn to one of my many destructive beauty habits. Biting my nails, pulling out my hair, biting my lip … the list goes on. I have caused near permanent damage to myself on certain occasions when I couldn’t control my anxiety, and I know I am not the only one.

Today I am going share with you how I got over each of the bad beauty habits I would turn to when suffering anxiety. Some of these tips may even help you break bad beauty habits you have that are unrelated to anxiety so have a read and tell me what you think.  Continue Reading

I Don't Want Kids CLEO Magazine Australia Cover

Over the last few months I have been trying to face some goals I set to be more open and share with you my personal stories. I have done a variety of blog posts about who I am and my views on certain topics. This is not going to be a regular part of The Plastic Diaries blog but for the most part who I am and my views on things do actually relate to my beauty philosophies and for that reason I feel sharing these personal posts can only help you to understand me as a person and why I write this blog.

Today I want to talk about a topic I haven’t mentioned on the blog before and that is my decision to not have children. This week the latest CLEO Magazine Australia went on sale featuring a double-spread feature about my decision not to have children. I have received many kind and encouraging messages from friends and strangers alike since they read the article, but I want to give you a little more than what I was able to include in the magazine article. Plus, I thought I would share a few behind the scene’s snaps from the photo shoot along the way.

CLEO Magazine Australia February 2013 Issue

CLEO Magazine Australia February 2013 Issue

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