Everything, & a Little Bit More.

Love. Believe it or not, I used to be quite the hopeless romantic. Still am, in some ways more than others. (I mean, I'm an English Literature student so I kinda have to be.) But I'd also say I'm a very monogamous person, and I like being in relationships more than I do being single. But being single for over two years now I've become used to having my own company, and not having to endure stupid arguments at 1am, or having to go through the turmoil of finding a present to get them for Christmas or their birthdays. I used to spend ages in shops looking for things to get my significant other when I realised that materialistic things, such as buying each other gifts, shouldn't show how much you love each other. Love should be more than that. Or maybe I'm just old-fashioned. Who knows. But I don't think love should be a representation of how much or how little you've bought someone something, just like I don't think love should be something people are...

I've been sat wondering whether to write this or not, but I've decided to do it. Because who knows someone could be going through the exact same thing I am going through. Plus, it helps to get it out of my head. I've been sat typing and deleting, re-typing and re-wording everything that I have in my mind but find difficult to bring to the keyboard. It's a hard subject for me, but something I'm really, really passionate about, and I see myself as to be a body confidence advocate - and the last thing I would want is someone to feel the same way I do about my body. The term 'Plus Size.' Plus Size. Fat. Obese. Overweight. Call it whatever you want, but in some way shape or form if you're over a size 12 (or a size medium) you're considered a 'Plus Size' person. I don't like the term, and I've never wanted to resort to telling myself that I am a 'plus size' woman, because what kind of derogatory term is that to call yourself?...