“I have some news”.
I started a few conversations that way recently and then immediately realized that statement made it sound like I was about to tell someone I was pregnant…
Which I am not so I quickly had to make that point clear which made it a little awkward for a minute but in true Jamie fashion, I like to keep things interesting. Maybe “I made a decision” was a better approach to the news.
No, that sounded weird too. And that’s when I realized that I was spending entirely too much time worrying about telling people something that was MINE. My news. My decision. My excitement. My next step. My latest adventure. Why was I so worried about how to approach this conversation with other people? The words didn’t matter. Continue reading “I Have Some News”
NEWSFLASH: You’re allowed to feel pretty and you’re allowed to share a photo of yourself that you like simply because you like it.
It doesn’t have to meet anyone’s standards or fit within the guidelines of what anyone else thinks is appropriate.
It’s your life.
It’s your body.
You can be smart
and a massive boss
all while still being sexy
All. At. The. Same. Time.
You don’t have to trade one for the other, EVER. Continue reading “You’re Allowed to Feel Pretty”
You’re allowed to be proud of your body.
In fact, you SHOULD be proud of your own body. Especially if it’s something you’ve had to fight to build.
You see, I’ve always been the skinny girl. Like unhealthily skinny. I wasn’t unhappy with the way I looked but I didn’t feel good…ever.
Yep, I was sick almost every day.
And the doctors told me that was just something I would have to deal with… along with an old knee injury that would flare up from time to time and a lower back injury that hurt me everyday.
Just something I would have to live with? I think not. Continue reading “Be Proud of Your Body”
Originally published June 28, 2018
“I just don’t feel good” — I have never openly spoke about this in detail…not in true detail, so please bear with me as I try to get this out.
I realized this past weekend that no one really knows what that means when I briefly, nonchalantly mention it to people in passing, “I get sick”. And that is mainly because it is something I’ve spent most of my life being ridiculously embarrassed by.
Continue reading “My Battle”
So many people ask me how I get motivated to write, or go to the gym, or do my work even though I really don’t have anyone to answer to but myself.
And the answer is, I’m not always motivated.
I don’t always want to.
It’s not always convenient or exciting.
But I do it anyway.
Honestly, I don’t even allow myself another option anymore. Continue reading “What If You Just Did It Anyway?”