Imagine if you decided that, from today, you were giving that imposter in your head thirty days notice to move on, or be moved out. Imagine deciding that you were going to tell that imposter, the one that holds you back, talks you out of opportunities or change, and makes you doubt your proven abilities…
I remember the total sense of self-loathing, mixed with a sad if slightly sneery ‘I told you so’ that swirled round my head as the sleeve ripped as I pulled it over my head. I was stuck completely now, unable to pull the top off without ripping it the rest of the way down. I…
It feels like an inevitable part of living in the ‘developed’ world in this century; comparing ourselves to others, in almost every aspect of our lives. Whether it’s our looks, our age, our accent or even what we wear, we are constantly encouraged (both openly and in less obvious and sometimes less ethical ways) to…
I watch with my head in my hands when the adverts come on the television. The cause of this despair is quite simple really, it’s the idea that women are failing if they don’t “match up” to the perfection that is personified in stick-thin, teen-age models with “perfect” lifestyles and the skin, hair and figure…