My first ever blog post on Victoria's Bubble was titled: 'By Grace Through Faith'. I openly declare that I have not been the ideal personification of what a 'Christian' is supposed to be; however I have always had a relationship with God. I have 'fallen' plenty of times: fell into sin, temptations, done things which… Continue reading Becoming More Christ-Like: Walking By Faith
Because high sensitivity is widely misunderstood, the behavior of Highly Sensitive People can frustrate others. Being highly sensitive doesn’t make a person weak, but it does mean HSPs have to manage themselves and their relationships, work, and lives differently than most people in order to thrive.
This subtle shift in the focus of the pattern of the couple's arguments usually occurs early in the relationship. Because this pattern is so subtle and hard to initially identify, our culture has been slow to identify it as abuse.
Confidence, I guess is subjective. Some people perfectly personify it: *cough* narcissists *cough* Others believe one can 'look' confident and therefore place more attention on their outward appearance; whereas others place more value on the 'act' of confidence. Whatever the correct answer may be, true confidence goes a long way in....
As I sit in anger, my mind can't help but remind me of that one time, where I was accused of being a 'third wave feminist'. I use the word accuse, because this male, threw the word at me as though I should be ashamed of it. Nevertheless, I have no problem being called a… Continue reading Third-Wave Feminism and Masculinity
Stop giving so much of yourself, your thoughts and your emotions to those who are not reciprocating your good intentions. If they cared, they would never take you for granted. Now go out there, and start not giving a fxck to those who don’t deserve your fxcks. THE END. Yours Truly, 🌹 V.O.L
"Hey sis, how do I become like these women?" I swift my gaze from my phone to hers, and analyse the pictures being displayed: Successful women. My mind in a spiral, I wonder if I should give her a cliché response. You know... one of those typical quotes you see floating around the internet that we all love? "Comparison is the thief of joy" etc?
I can recall walking past River Island and TopShop with longing eyes, knowing that at the time I couldn't quite afford their trendy clothes, but not ceasing to try them on in the changing rooms and taking mirror selfies - yearning for the days where I could comfortably fork out £40 on a pair of good quality jeans.
When I began blogging I was advised to be very consistent when writing content. I agreed to this, and dedicated myself to writing a blog post once or twice a week. Clearly, this hasn't quite gone to plan.
I intently stare at my tear streamed face in the mirror and as though in a trance, transport myself to fifteen years ago; standing at this exact spot. ** I feel nostalgic as I stand behind my younger self, longingly gazing at my optimistic and enthusiastic 11 year old persona: "I can't wait to be… Continue reading The Fictional Diary Of A Hopeless Romantic