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Fighting confidence issues to become a dressage diva. Monthly Archives: December 2013. Pole, grip and bruises. December 21, 2013. Readers of my blog may know I had to stop exercising for a while due to sciatica. The physio took me off all exercise for 12 weeks (I was very grumpy about this! He explained my core was too weak … Continue reading →. The hold ups that hold up. December 19, 2013. Came back home this week to … Continue reading →. 8220;If you’re good, I’ll get you sweets”. Days of a year.
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October | 2013 | wannabeadressagediva
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Fighting confidence issues to become a dressage diva. Monthly Archives: October 2013. A super smooth Splosh review! October 30, 2013. So recently I have been sent some products by Splosh to review The idea is pretty simple, they do cleaning products but through the post. You get a starter kit which comes with sachets and bottles, and subsequent refills are … Continue reading →. BMI (or Big Measure of Ignorance). October 23, 2013. Hard post to write. Contains triggers. October 23, 2013. Days of a year.
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Pole, grip and bruises | wannabeadressagediva
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Fighting confidence issues to become a dressage diva. The hold ups that hold up. Back off body shaming →. Pole, grip and bruises. December 21, 2013. Readers of my blog may know I had to stop exercising for a while due to sciatica. The physio took me off all exercise for 12 weeks (I was very grumpy about this! I heard it was good for building core strength which would help my back and my riding, win win🙂. I’m nowhere near where I want to be yet but I’m a hell of a lot closer. The pole gir...Likes - rnb m...
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May | 2014 | wannabeadressagediva
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Fighting confidence issues to become a dressage diva. Monthly Archives: May 2014. Days of a year. May 5, 2014. 365 days ago My life changed forever I sat on the bathroom floor waiting to find out what I already knew 365 days ago I knew exactly what I wanted Nobody else was happy for me, I couldn’t understand why … Continue reading →. 8220;If you’re good, I’ll get you sweets”. Days of a year. Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com. Blog at WordPress.com. Follow “wannabeadressagediva”.
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“If you’re good, I’ll get you sweets” | wannabeadressagediva
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Fighting confidence issues to become a dressage diva. 8220;If you’re good, I’ll get you sweets”. March 4, 2015. May be long and triggering. Born prematurely, so tiny with a tube to feed is where it begins. They fuss over you, feed you up, correct your calorie intake. Discover you stop breathing when you have eggs, so your first taste of a restricted diet starts there. The childhood years pass with the occasional yanking down of a skirt hem, or tutting about trousers on your long, lanky frame. New schools...
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Fighting confidence issues to become a dressage diva. Back off body shaming. One year →. April 5, 2014. May contain triggers (and bad language! Is that what you thought? My life changed. I’ve lost a lot. Family, friends and you. As well as the thing I did that I didn’t want to do, that partly was so I didn’t lose everything. Now I have lost that, and everything so I am no better off. You weren’t then when I bled. And lost so much I made myself anaemic (I still am). I don’t go out any more. I do...You don...
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January | 2015 | wannabeadressagediva
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Fighting confidence issues to become a dressage diva. Monthly Archives: January 2015. January 25, 2015. Aka someone riled me earlier suggesting “chicken soup for the soul” was a better treatment that medication for sever depression…) Because getting out of bed is the hardest thing in the world to do. You open your eyes and instantly … Continue reading →. 8220;If you’re good, I’ll get you sweets”. Days of a year. Blog at WordPress.com. Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com.
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Fighting confidence issues to become a dressage diva. Days of a year →. April 22, 2014. You said you’d never stop speaking to me. And here I am a year on. Silence, not a word spoken. Too much pride to speak first. Because I don’t know why you are silent. Wondering what I did wrong. And holding so much pain. You don’t see the tears. You don’t live the nightmare. Of waking up each day. And wondering why your body betrays you. And you are still walking. Still moving through the motions. Days of a year →.
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Fighting confidence issues to become a dressage diva. Newer posts →. The hold ups that hold up. December 19, 2013. So a few months ago I heard about Kix’ies, the hold ups that stay up and come in different sizes. I lusted for a while, meant to order some and got distracted (easily done! Came back home this week to a parcel and found I’d been sent two pairs by a PR company. Excited was not the word! I tried the ribbed Dana Lynn variant, these are gorgeous! Menstrual cups part 2. November 26, 2013. So far ...
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Fighting confidence issues to become a dressage diva. The black dog →. Days of a year. May 5, 2014. My life changed forever. I sat on the bathroom floor waiting to find out what I already knew. I knew exactly what I wanted. Nobody else was happy for me, I couldn’t understand why. 365 days ago I told him. He said he wouldn’t ever not speak to me. And now, 365 days later. I know that’s a lie, because he hasn’t spoken a word to me. 365 days of hell. I don’t think I will. And feeling the same feelings. Fill ...
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