Hey Hey Its Jade

So, surprise surprise it's 3am and I'm in my feelings deeping life. As I said before I'm on a journey with my emotions. This may surprise people who don't know me on a deep level because I find it very easy to express my views, especially in public. From a young age I've appreciated and respected the power of knowledge. This matched with my love of reading led me to seek knowledge in a 'broad and not deep' approach. Meaning that I aimed (and still aim) to know a little about everything instead of a lot about one thing. So, when it comes to discussions I am very happy and confident to discuss almost anything as I usually at least have the foundation of the topic somewhere in my brain and if I don't know anything about it then it's a great time to learn. For example ask me about my views on who my favourite superhero is (black widow), why all feminism isn't intersectional (someone actually needs to explain this to me) or even on Cardi B (love...

So, now it’s time to talk about my sugar dumplings in all their shapes, sizes and different levels of craziness. (btw nicknames will be used to protect identities but don’t worry you’ll know who you are). Now there’s no other place to begin but with my longest friend my CandyBar, the one who keeps me on the straight and narrow. I met this girl in primary school back when we were both overweight, we bonded over our lack of interest in boys and we’ve been together ever since. She’s one of the most naturally talented people I know, her singing ability and likeability is unlike anyone else I’ve met. While we don’t see each other often due to busy schedules and her inability to answer her phone or return phone calls, there’s not a version or my world where I can imagine her not in it. Next is my Giraffe. My fellow tall sister, lover of cocktails and good food. We were pushed together in mix up on an Italian home stay trip when were 13 and after sharing a bed for a week it’s hard...

Hey it's me again: Jade, Anyway, I've got one younger sister and she just finished her GCSEs. She decided that she wanted me to go with her to pick up her results instead of our mum. Even though mum was upset, she agreed so my sister and I went to pick up her results.    My sister and I aged 5 and 2 On the way back I realised that my baby sister isn't a baby anymore. She's 16 with opinions and views and a life. She's got secrets, knows how to not blurt things out and doesn't find boys icky. She still steals my stuff but now they actually look good on her because she's got the body to fill them out. It's mad! When? How? What? Last time I checked she still hadn't grown her front two teeth and was begging to wear a bra and stay up late. Now she leaves the house and comes back at midnight. She had life goals and it's weird. The terms and conditions of our relationship has changed. It's less me leading her through life and...

Hi, so my name's Jade, it's 6am and I've randomly decided to start a blog. About what exactly, I'm not too sure but once I find out I'll let you know. I'm 19, studying at uni and just trying to figure out what exactly is my role in this world. So, this morning I was just thinking about how bad my relationship with my dad is without me even realising. When I was 7 my mum and dad got a divorce and he moved out. At the time I was a big daddy's girl because we have similar personalities so it was difficult seeing someone who I aspired to be like leave. But due to the type of child I was dealing with my emotions was not a speciality of mine so I pretended to be fine and that was that. Dad and I at 1 years old At that age like most things in life emotions made me nervous and uncomfortable especially my own. What's weirdest of all is that my family as a whole are very emotional people and my dad as a psychiatrist always instilled the importance ...