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I am not going to be retiring off of self publishing, so there’s no point in thinking about gold stashes or living the high life with it.
https://jbwritesstuff.com/2021/11/18/penny-life-of-self-publishing

Keywords: life maven , habits , how to , life , success
Sticking to your habits gives you some solid ground to stand on.
https://anindependentmaven.com/2021/11/17/supporting-yourself-through-transitions-change

Keywords: Nonfiction , The River
When I turn thirteen, I go to public high school. I am asked to write and write and write and I can’t. I have a word in my head. I know the color but not the shape, the taste but not the texture. I try to write it out. One, two, three spellings erased. I pick a different word that doesn’t mean quite the same thing, but that I know how to spell.
https://sandyriverreview.com/2021/11/17/when

Keywords: journal , applepencil , digitaljournal , digitalplanning , freedigitalplanner , freegoodnotesplanner , freeplanner , ipad , paperlessjournal
I became obsessed with free digital notebooks that I found online and nothing ever became “the one” for me, so I finally decided to make my own! I taught myself how to make it and watched a few tutorials on how to do it, I thought of how easy it is to do and the fact that the ideas effortlessly came to me, is just mind-blowing. Well, not super easy, but there was no complication. Of course, hard-work and patience is all it takes to finish a single planner, but I managed to do it. I enjoyed it so much that I decided to film it!
https://earthtopauline.wordpress.com/2021/11/15/the-one-where-i-want-to-start-over
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Keywords: Day Job , Mental Health , Ramblings , Submissions , Writing , Anxiety , Autism , Mental Health , NaNoWrimo , Rejection , WhatCulture , Writers Forum , Writing
That may sound like a massive contradiction but welcome to my head. My therapist suggested contacting one of the speakers and writing down what I wanted to say to him as a way of exercising that particular demon. That’s on the “To do this week” list.
https://kevinmchugh.co.uk/2021/11/15/rejected-isolated-and-self-reflective

Keywords: menopause , menopause phase , blogger , blogging , midlife , midlife women , perimenopause , women , womensissues , womenover40 , womenshealth , womensupportingwomen
So far, my experiences with midlife have given me much to think about. While sometimes I still have to return to my list of coping skills, I usually come out better and happier as a result. I delve deeper into self-work, forgiveness, and compassion. And with all of the chaos and craziness, midlife has helped me reckon with the strange and different I would have probably shied away from years ago. Midlife has helped me welcome the surprises of unpredictability. And in the right light, I find myself reveling more and more in the unknown.
https://navigatingthechange.com/2021/11/15/my-experience-with-midlife

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This not knowing of what I want to do in the future has led me to make more goals within the jobs and companies which I hold compared to full career aspirations for example, moving from team member to team leader in my retail position. Currently I work at a call centre for a major drinks provider where I am involved in the complaints side customers when they have issues with our poducts, machines and deliveries however im already looking upward to moving into a sales representative position.
https://dechlansblog.home.blog/2021/11/12/bcm-313-narative-interview
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I’m scared that I won’t be able to reciprocate my partner’s romantic feelings. I’m scared that I won’t be enough – that I won’t be able to match their enthusiasm to the relationship.
https://rosesandromance.home.blog/2021/11/12/relationships-and-future
Keywords: childcare
I wanted them to love their own bodies and appreciate all the beauty in others. I’m talking about their bodies not just for what they look like, but for what they can do. I am not telling them that they cannot wear certain clothes even if they are not flattering. Because I’ve read all the stuff that says it’s not what we say as mothers but what we do, I also vowed never to denigrate my body in front of them, not even mics – assaults like mumbling an outfit makes me look fat, or that I “really shouldn’t be eating anything”.
https://childcareblogcom.wordpress.com/2021/11/12/how-to-help-your-kids-love-their-bodies-flippy-floppy-arms-and-all

Keywords: essay , friendship , love , self
One of my favourite parts of my day is cooking dinner just for myself. The other day, as I was walking to my local shop, and I had to position my umbrella in a certain way so that the couple walking towards me, who were sharing an umbrella, didn’t crash into me. I remember thinking that it would make a really good scene in a Fleabag-esque show, where the protagonist is single and unlucky in love and everyone else manages to get into relationships and make joint dinners and split the tasks. They are probably looking at a list they wrote together and saying, “you get the potatoes, I’ll get the butter.” Whereas, there I am, staring at sushi and debating if it’s going to be a sweet or savory bagel week. Then it hits me that this is my life, and that being single for my twenties isn’t just some hypothetical possibility, but is a real version of reality that I live in. It’s gone past the point of randomly sending my friends texts that say ‘will I ever be lovable?’ and has simply become my state of being. The self pitying is slowly evaporating and I’ll sternly tell myself ‘you are living it. This is it. It’s lovely and it’s also sometimes hard. By the way you’re going to crash into that couple coming towards you if you don’t move your umbrella’. Sometimes, I reminisce on the times where I’ve acted like a pretend girlfriend for a week maximum, and then I’ll make a joke to myself that it’s a bit like when people go on those intensive courses where you learn how to drive in seven days and then pass your test. I keep failing my test. Only metaphorically, obviously, I can’t drive because I always live in big cities with public transport and none of my shoes are sensible. Some couples make me believe that love is real, and acknowledge that it isn’t just a pretend feeling people curate so they can tick off ‘get married’ in their mental to-do list. Other times I’ll see a man in a peacoat and a scarf talk down to his partner and tell her that her friends are all too dramatic and hysterical. Then I consider myself one of the lucky ones. There you have it, another contradiction. Love is both real and not real, it’s a jackpot to know what you’re getting yourself into. I would rather be alone for the rest of my life than have a man in a sensible coat think he can patronise me in the street, and I mean that truly.
https://elliciaroxanne.wordpress.com/2021/11/12/contradictions