IN'S & OUT'S.
Jet lagged from the West Indies.
I’m jet lagged as fuck writing this little column. I had multiples meltdowns the last month, even if * sedated * with my antidepressant. But you know what? I’m a real romantic. I’m a writer.
Instead of deep diving into my complicated feelings I offer to you this modest In’s & Out’s list. Lists is a gift for the frantic ADHD girlies. When I can’t focus on one thing I want to do—wanting to do it all and more and more, drowning in my head—lists often catalyse my body to react to my thoughts.
Let’s get #SALTY and by it I mean I cried a lot on an island the last month.
IN’S:
Real French biological cow milk. It’s what led me to write this post in the first place, the joy of a good and warm cocoa cup with Lindt salted chocolate and real cow milk. It’s May, it rain outside and then it shine. I have a chocolate milk and I’m always happier with the taste of it healing my gloominess.
Led by good chocolate for your mental health, obv. Swiss is very good…
My Rose oil for sensitive skin. It’s also good when you’re aging or stressing. Maybe Roses are the cure for many, many diseases?—My brother literally said “my head is clearer” while smelling it.
Reading books by the beach like a little kid, so curious about words, stories, people, the world.
Original jewels from littles creators. Mine is a big star made from metal from cars from Madagascar, the coolest. Found in a beach shop, obv, again.
Doing things I loved to do as a little child. Embracing her.
GETTING PEDICURES, going to the dentist, caring for your hair…
Cherries season.
Not to brag too much about it but: ISLAND LIFESTYLE. ISLAND FOOD. ISLAND SUN. ISLAND CLOTHING. ISLAND MENTALITY.
Not contacting my toxic ex everytime I’m feeling really sad. It’s sooo tempting but girl. GET UP.
Azure blue, magenta hot pink, suede, leather thrifted belts, owning a bag collection for my future daughter or (my nieces.)
Being an auntie even if I don’t have a “blood” sister. Being so close to my girls that they ARE my sisters.
Buying second hands things.
Herbs and plants knowledge. Growing out flowers and tropical plants at home. Browsing through the woods instead of the web.
No fluor toothpaste from French pharmacy.
Allowing yourself (myself) a little mess. A little “bordel” (French for mess, slang). My OCD is a bit bad in society—it’s AWFUL actually. Must work on it.
OUT’S:
Being sweet. I’m salty. I’m sour. I’m spicy. I’m really not sweet…
Not sleeping at night—all of this mental health things are linked to, and leading to:
NOT GOING TO THE THERAPIST!
Boring clothes.
Not applying makeup and perfume on morning when I get out of my flat for work. Or not using the products in my bag before my shift.
Fight or flight mode. Always in survival. Opposite of abundance.
Ignoring hunger.
Being pale. Listen to me… Being bronze gold (I’m only a light gold currently) could cure all of my problems.
Not living in an island. Not living my dreams. Not chasing my dreams. Not living somewhere far far far away from home.
Hello back to all of you, I can’t go more than one month without writing/reaching to you/thinking out loud on the web.
I’m sorry I said this place wasn’t feeling safe. It IS a safe place, and I have the right—as you have—to write whatever come to me.
Love you.
Mimi.
