Daily thoughts of the messy feminist

 No, this post is not about a health and an incredible weight-loss journey that I have been through, telling you that all the suffering is so worth it because now I feel incredible about myself and I feel perfect...  The only time in my life when I was truly skinny, the type that is portrayed in the movies and posters all over the place, was about 20 years ago. Back then I was 11 and I didn't even really care much for my weight to be honest. I didn't care much about my looks either, I was me, kind of a tomboy girl with mostly second-hand clothes from my sister or the cheap stores from the Hungarian town we lived in. Back then I never looked at other girls, wishing I would look like them or have their clothes.  The first time I really had a thought about my weight was around the age of 13 when the girls in my class started to say they were fat. Constantly... there was nothing else they would talk about every time we changed our clothes before PE lessons and I started to lo...

Dear reader,  It is sooo hard to be yourself today, don't you agree? I am now 31 and I am still trying to figure out how to be the best version of myself or at least be a better version than I was yesterday. My hope is that this blog might help me discover new ways of engaging with my inner self and share my thoughts with others, because as I learned, we are all not so very different after-all.  So who am I? I am a hot mess of a 90's kid, who has an endless source of hope inside her. I have had a very tough year (you might think, duh, it is f***ing 2021, who didn't... but just you wait until you hear it...), I might write about this in a later post, however it has thought me not to let things pass by me. If I want to make a difference in the world, I have to start it somewhere. So here it is, my start, my heart, which hopefully will be inspiring, motivational or simply funny. Either way, I am happy you are here, reading this post and I am sending you love from the other sid...