My Favourite Feelings

Wednesday, 24 August 2016

I'm going to start this post, by being completely honest with you all. I've had an awful headache for whats getting on to be 30hours and blogging every day whilst interning and working part time is hard. I have a new found respect for anyone that blogs more than once a week. It's so hard juggling everything. But I didn't want to break my cycle I'm so surprised that I made it this far to be quite honest. So to cheer myself up I thought I'd just sit down, and write down some of my favourite feelings. 





Loved
To feel utterly and completely loved by someone is the most amazing feeling in the world. Whether it's the loving hugs or certain things your family or your significant other do, feeling like you're loved is such a comforting feeling. Josh gives me this look that says 'god, i love you' and when he does my heart just melts. He's been my rock for so long now I honestly can't imagine life without him. To have found someone that puts up with my many emotional breakdowns, that understands my compulsive need for things to be a certain way and that will listen when I'm talking nonsense as I fall asleep is the most wonderful feeling in the world. 

Appreciated
Whether it's me popping round to my nana's house to get some things down from a shelf that she can't reach, or handing in some work that's taken me hours and seeing that the tutor understands and appreciates the time and effort I put in to it. Or a lovely comment on a blog post I spent a little longer on. It's so lovely to feel appreciated.

Small
Okay, I mean small in two ways. First, I love standing next to tall people. It may sound a little weird, but I'm 5'10 and all my friends are around the 5ft mark so I very very rarely get to feel small. And the second. I love feeling small in the sense that the world is so big, so immensely huge and I'm such a small insignificant part of it. Like when you visit somewhere new, and you're just in awe of everything around you. I remember being stood at the Trevi Fountain in Rome feeling like this, like the whole world is so huge and so many amazing people and things have happened and I'm such a small part of it all. If this doesn't make any sense then I apologise, it's hard articulating things like this.

Safe
There are few people that I feel completely safe around, the first being Josh. I feel so utterly safe around him, like nothing in the world could happen to me. And my parents, particularly my mum. Although I doubt she'd be much help if I ever got into a fist fight with someone, she'd be the first person I'd call if I ever needed help. 

Sad / an emotional release
I'm an emotional person, I'd say more so than the average girl. I'll be fine for a while, then every couple of weeks or so it's like I need a massive release. It's not always hormonal, I'd say 50% of the time it is, but sometimes I just need a good cry. I'll put on a sad film or read something sad, and I'll just let it all out, and I always feel so much better afterwards. 

This was a bit of a different post, so I hope you liked it. I have lots of fashion-y related posts in the works so stick with me, I'm going home next week so I can shoot them, it's almost impossible to do it whilst I'm living on my own. 

With Love;
Em x

Post a Comment

Latest Instagrams

© Tassels and Toiles. Design by Fearne.