Shower Diaries.
I do my best thinking in the shower; here's a snippet.
Hi friends,
At the time of writing this letter, we are about 35 days into the year. And in those 35 days, a lot has been revealed to me. Even though I am on a quest to be a bimbo with zero thoughts, opinions and just vibes and great clothes, I think deeply about all the things that I see and experience specifically in the shower. There’s something about hot water, a steaming room and overpriced shower gel that just gets your existential juices flowing. So, let’s take a deep dive into my shower diaries.
First thought; people are scary.
I touched on this briefly in my previous newsletter in relation to internet groups and extremism, but even in an offline world, this remains true. People will not always have your best interests at heart no matter how much they want you to believe they do. There are red flags that can be spotted and you should always keep your eyes open, but some people are masters of manipulation and you find yourself caught up in a field of bad vibes and mean spirits. Now, I’m not the most spiritual person out there but one thing I know is to always keep your spirit clean. Knowing you haven’t intentionally wronged anyone and can walk the streets easy is a wonderful feeling. I just don’t know how mean spirited people can function so much in the chaos they have built for themselves. This is not to say that I can’t be bad vibes; you guys would know that more than anyone else, but at least I keep mine to a minimum.
Second thought; more money is always the answer.
For any of my international friends reading this, in the UK we’ve recently received news that the price of a brick is going up! The price of food, fuel, energy, council tax, travel, national insurance among many other things, are all set to go up across the country come April. Notice how none of the things listed are optional and are all things grown adults have to pay for? Yeah exactly. We are living in a disaster of a country with things only set to get worse. I have had an existential crisis about money for over a year now, and not because I’m broke or anything (I’m rich in Jesus name!) but because I’m acutely aware that things cost money and the only way to eleviate this money anxiety gnawing at me, is to get my money up. Contrary to what Molly Thatcher Mae believes, we do not all have the same 24 hours in the day and some people are born with easier access to resources that make living in this hell hole way easier. I’ve accepted that more money is the answer but if it was as easy to acquire as privileged people make it sound, we’d all have more money in a click of a finger. It puts me at a crossroads of sorts because it makes me question things like my career; will the career I’m in bring me the money I need to live comfortably? It makes me question my other outside ventures; am I just wasting time on dead end hobbies, projects and side hustles? It also makes me question my location; is staying in the UK only holding me back? Sadly, I do not have an answer to any of these questions.
Third and final thought; if something stops being fun, just quit.
I’m sure this goes against a lot of the determination and productivity content we’ve been fed our whole lives from school to the workplace, but I don’t care. If something stops being fun and stops bringing you joy, my dear just quit and be going. Life is entirely too short and too hellish to bring additional misery to your front door. While quitting every single thing is definitely not the vibe and not what I’m preaching here, there does need to be some sort of self awareness and acceptance when something isn’t working for you anymore, no matter how much you thought it would. I’m learning that this is part of life and it’s okay to quit and move on. It also doesn’t mean you can’t come back to it in whatever period of time - that’s the beauty of being in control of your own desires; you legit make up the rules. This goes for jobs, relationships, friendships and all that jazz. The moment something has you feeling worse than you started off; on your shoe and be going!
That’s all for this week, folks!
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Until next time,
Nabilla x