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How Tattoos Increased My Confidence

Grab a cuppa, get comfy, because this is something I’ve wanted to share for a little while. Whilst the topic is primarily about tattoos, it’s not aimed at just those with tattoos.

Getting asked about my tattoos is a regular occurrence, both when live streaming and in real life. They’ve always been a great ice breaker when meeting and talking to new people, plus on the whole, generally people are very complimentary.

Of course, on the flip side there’s always a few negative comments / judgemental toned questions too.

“Why did you ruin your skin like that?”

“What do your parents think?”

“Tattoos aren’t very feminine, they definitely look better on males”

“Do they actually mean anything?”

“I’m sure you were so pretty before you did that”

Don’t even get me started on those people who think they’re entitled to just grab or touch your arm / leg (insert body part here) etc, in order to admire / judge your artwork. *Serious eye roll / face palm.*

The reasons people get tattoos are as varied as tattoos themselves. Some have a deep meaning or sentimental reasons for getting some ink done, others simply think a certain design is aesthetically pleasing. In this post I thought I’d share a long story short version of the meaning behind my own artwork.

I don’t really remember developing a love for ink. It just kinda happened. Whilst I’d had the odd piercing growing up, the moment I got my first tattoo I knew it wouldn’t be my last.

Growing up I struggled majorly with my mental health. I spent the majority of my teen years in and out of hospital desperately trying to gain some control over my eating disorder and self harming behaviour. Eventually at the age of 17 I was detained under the mental health act and forced to undertake intense treatment. It was only as I was deep in to recovery that I truly began to comprehend the damage I was doing / had done to myself. I’d essentially cut myself to shreds. The scars a constant reminder of the past.

I think I got the idea watching an episode of Miami Ink, or something similar. A young woman who’d also struggled with self harm was having a sleeve tattooed in order to cover up the scars. Through getting inked she was turning a really painful part of her life into something beautiful… I knew that was what I wanted too.

So at 18 I got my first tattoo and the rest as they say is history. Whilst I don’t have a sleeve, I’ve got a fair few individual pieces that take up some space. If you’re up close you can still see the scars underneath but very few people get that up close and personal.

Each individual piece has some sort of meaning. Whether it’s in memory of a friend or family member, a favourite quote or just something that means something to me.

I personally feel like my ink has increased my confidence. They’re a part of me and at this point I couldn’t imagine not having them.

So when people say I’ve ruined my skin or how I must have been so pretty before I got them done. The temptation to slap them is real because I know damn well my skin was ruined beforehand.

I don’t feel the need to explain my tattoo story to everyone who grabs my arm and starts to ask questions or make comments. It’s totally ok to not even have a story and just have ink because you think it looks nice. No judgement here.

Oh and how about we all just stop randomly grabbing each other’s arms / legs. It’s not ok. You wouldn’t do it to someone without tattoos, so don’t do it to those of us inked up awesome people. Just ask nicely if you’d like to have a closer look at their artwork. Generally being polite / basic manners go a long way. Please. Thankyou.

Whether you have tattoos or not I hope you’ve enjoyed this post.

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Love Charlotte


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Pills, Apps & Adidas – February Faves

There’s been a few things I’ve been loving in the month of February. Let’s just jump straight in.

Instagram Stories

Late to the game as always (plus I used to be a hardcore snapchat fan) I’ve recently fallen in love with the Instagram stories feature. In fact in case you haven’t noticed, what I tend to do is take the actual pic on Snapchat and then upload it to IG, add the stickers, location, etc.

Recently I haven’t done anything particularly Insta worthy. However the stories feature allows me to regularly update my audience with slightly more ‘real’ snapshots. The stuff I wouldn’t necessarily want permanently on my feed.

Check it all out at

Pill Mate

Having recently had an overhaul of my medication regime. I’ve been finding it rather difficult to keep track of what to take and when. Not only that but sometimes I take my tablets only to then forget wether I’ve taken them or not, and then take them again.

I recently bought a handy organiser by the brand pill mate, from Superdrug, for around £13. A whole week of clearly labelled compartments, with easy to access sliding windows and a flip open cover to keep everything sealed and safe.

Money well spent.

Here’s a link to one on Amazon UK

*Not Sponsored or an Affiliate link, I just love the product

Pandora Jewellery

Hey I’m basic. I own way too much pandora Jewellery as it is. Did I own the rose gold bracelet though? No. Well now I do. Plus some beautiful new charms too.It’s gonna sit pretty on my wrist next to the other two bracelets I own. Every charm a memory, occasion or sentiment. I’m not sorry in the slightest.AdidasMy January faves contained a super comfortable Jack Wills hoodie and this month I’m including a super girly and fun Adidas one.Ok, so technically it arrived in March thanks to the snow. I bought it in February though so it still counts right? It’s definitely more of a statement piece. Printed and pretty pastel for spring. It’s also on the thinner side so definitely one for when the weather warms up a little. I haven’t managed to get a decent pic of myself in it yet, sorry you’ll have to make do with a stock image.Pancakes & ValentinesIt’s was a month of food and love, that even myself as a single Pringle managed to find joy in. My Grandad turned out to be the only valentine I needed (also the only person sweet enough to give me a card). Plus who doesn’t love pancake day? Pancakes are awesome. Especially smothered in Nutella and strawberries. Of course the presentation might need work. It tasted amazing though. Weight watchers what? Where? Who?What did you love in the month of love?Let me knowCharlotte xxx

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I’m not perfect

I’ve written, rewritten and then written again this post I don’t know how many times. Maybe grab a drink because believe me, there’s a lot I want to say. I know from experience though it’ll probably come out a bunch of swearing ramblings with the point I was tryna make in the middle somewhere. I apologise in advance. However it’s all personal thoughts from the heart.

If you’ve read any of my posts here or on my ‘old blog’ you’ll have noticed I tend to write exactly as I speak. So yeah, nothing I ever write is going to be the greatest piece of grammatical reading. (I bet you’re looking forward to the book already 😉 ) I’m never going to be the most perfect or most popular blogger. I’m just never going to be perfect in life.

In December 2017 I had every intention of doing blogmas. I had some great content ideas, was feeling festive and inspired… Then chronic pain took hold, like really fucking took hold. I’ve struggled for a long time with pain, but nothing and I mean NOTHING ever prepares you for the moment you contemplate throwing yourself in front of a car or straight up killing yourself two weeks before Christmas. YES I was in THAT much pain. If I got hit by a car, best case scenario I’d break both my legs, end up needing surgery and drugging up to my eyeballs. That would be enough time for the pain in my face to chill the fuck out. Worst case scenario, well we all know what that is, but hey at least I wouldn’t be in pain right? I’m used to the rollercoaster of up and down days. That day … was shit.

Here’s a little mind fuck for you… You get to a place where you feel comfortable in your skin and your body. Even if it doesn’t always work right. Then you have to start medication that causes an average weight gain of 40 pounds. You can be body happy and ill or obese and pain free, you can’t have both.. I bet you’re reading this thinking the answers obvious. To most it is, and to me it was too. Right now though I can’t help feel disgusted when in the mirror.

Charlotte this is sooooo depressing. Why are you telling us this stuff ? First of all people wanted me to write more personal posts. Second and most importantly of all as a way for me to express myself. Believe it or not that was why I started to blog in the first place….for me. Honestly I think a lot of bloggers / vloggers forget that before they turned their blogs into businesses, they were just safe little corners of the internet where you could express yourself. BE yourself…

I’m so sick of pretending to be something I’m not, whether it’s online, or in real life, all I want to be is me.

The only goal I have for 2018 is happiness. I truly hope to share my journey some of that happiness with you on here

I won’t promise you an upload schedule, because I’ll only fail and end up annoyed with myself. I really need to beat myself up less going forward. I do have some plans for a blog overhaul, new look etc as well as some cool content but I’ll keep you all in suspense.

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”Tis the season to be lonely – Blogmas #6

Yesterday I mentioned, right at the end of my tag post, a little about how hard this time of year could be for some people.

While the majority of us are in shop till we drop mode, preparing to stuff our faces and gearing ourselves up for the endless stream of visiting family / friends. It’s important to remember that not everyone is fortunate enough to have a happy holiday.

Wether due to losing a partner, not having family, illness or homelessness, so many will wake up Christmas morning alone. So many will go without the hot meal that so many of us look forward to.

Please look out for elderly family members, neighbours that may be on their own. Take a few hours out of your own festive fun to make sure others are having a good day too. I honestly can’t think of anything worse than being on my own at this time of year. Luckily I’ve such a big close family that sometimes the chance to be alone would be a fine thing.

If you’re on your own this Christmas, maybe check what’s on in your local area. You could arrange to meet up with someone else who’s alone. Check out local church or community groups for a hot lunch or consider volunteering.

If you’re really struggling and need someone to talk to. The Samaritans are available 24 hours a day 365 days a year.

Or call 116 123 (UK and ROI)

I hope everyone has a happy holiday, whatever your situation.



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Chronic Illness Gift Guide – Blogmas #4

Forever one to create original content, I’ve decided to jump on the bandwagon and create a gift guide. Not any old gift guide but one containing some idea for the chronically awesome chronically sick person in your life.

Before I dive straight into the list I really must stress that us ill folk have interests outside of, you know, being ill. So if you know them well enough it’s probably best to go down that route and choose a more personal present. This is just my top five safe bets I know I personally, as well as many other illness warriors would be happy to receive.


Speaking for myself. I’m 90% sure I own more PJs rather than actual clothes. At least I definitely feel like I wear them more often. A nice pair of pajamas is a lovely treat and not something people often think of buying for themselves. A pretty safe bet and a present that you can splurge on or still get on a budget.

Hot Water Bottle / Warmer

As the weather gets colder and being someone who suffers with random aches and pains, there’s nothing I love more than being tucked up cuddling a hot water bottle or warmer. Whether you prefer a traditional bottle you fill with hot water from the kettle, or a microwaveable teddy, there’s a wide variety of gift sets out in the shops at the moment. I’d recommend the noozie, a rechargeable heat pack that stays warmer for longer than a hot water bottle, is easy and quick to use.


A gift card

This may not sound that interesting. However I love nothing more than internet shopping. It’s even better when somebody else is paying for it. Not only have you given someone the potential to buy exactly what they want for Christmas. You’ve also bought the gift of something to keep me entertained for a couple of hours.

Pillows / Cushions / Fairy Lights

I spend a lot of time in my bed, therefore it being comfy and cozy is really important to me. Who doesn’t love cute cushions and twinkling lights?


Socks / Hats / Scarfs / Gloves

Us sick folk get cold. There’s tons of cute gift sets containing these items around. I can never have too many pairs of socks and you can guarantee that if I have to step outside in the less than warm months, I’m gonna be wrapped up in enough scarfs and cozy material, that I could quite easily be mistaken for a ski resort guest.

Let me know what you’ve asked for this Christmas




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Coping with chronic illness at Christmas – Blogmas #2

Unfortunately for everyone out there with a chronic illness, you can’t just switch off your health issues in order to take a break and really enjoy the holiday festivities.

It’s difficult to explain exactly what is chronic illness warriors go through or how we feel, but Christmas especially, can be an exceptionally difficult time. One moment you’re spending 90% of your time alone in bed. The next you’re expected to spend 90% of your time with family and friends, thrown in the deep end and an active participant in all the festive season has to offer. It can feel a little overwhelming to say the least.

So what are you meant to do? How are you meant to deal with it all? A lot of managing chronic illness comes from experience, something I seem to unintentionally gathered from years of trial and error. In today’s post I thought I’d share my best tips / tricks / advice for coping this Christmas.

Remember Medication

Remember doctors surgeries and pharmacies opening hours may change of Christmas and New Year. Make sure you have enough medication to cover you through this period and remember to take it with you when out and about or staying away from home.

Plan & Pace

As much as possible try and develop a clear plan of what you’re doing and when, who you’re seeing and how long for. Try not to plan to much in one go. Include rest / self care time in order not to crash and burn

Say NO / Communicate

If something’s too much for you, you know it’s going to cause you pain / discomfort or you’re just not feeling it. Don’t be afraid to say no. Friends and family should understand. If they don’t well…. However most of your nearest and dearest wouldn’t want you to make yourself ill. Is there a family member or friend you could talk to about your illness? Someone who could support you if you start to not feel good? Don’t suffer in silence. It’ll only make you feel worse.

Rest / Self Care

If you’ve managed to plan, then you should have included some rest time. For example if I know in advance that I’m doing something active or all day on Saturday then I’ll rest most of Thursday and Friday, as well as Sunday. Take the time to catch up on sleep, have a long soak in the bath, whatever makes you feel good. If you aren’t feeling good and looking after yourself, it’ll be difficult to enjoy yourself.


Acceptance is such a big part of life with a chronic condition and I’ve spoken about it several times before. We need to accept that our lives are different to how they were. We may have to do things differently or accept that we can’t do them at all. It’s not easy buy any means, but speaking from my own experience, accepting I won’t be able to do everything the average person would this Christmas, is a big pressure of my shoulders. I’m totally ok with not being able to go late night shopping. All those crowds, out in the cold, the checkout queues. I’m honestly fine giving it a miss.

Have fun

Enjoy yourself !!! Having a health condition doesn’t mean you can’t have fun with your loved ones. Live in the moment and make memories you’ll have for a life time.

Anybody got a tip they want to share?

Don’t let chronic illness ruin your Christmas.

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The Opiate Crisis, My Thoughts – Blogtober – #20

So this post my not be the most interesting or relavent to the majority of blogtober readers, however it’s something I’ve wanted to share my thoughts on for a while.

The opiate crisis is a BIG deal, especially for chronic pain patients. News articles are pumped out daily, it’s not a subject you can easily ignore. The majority of stories seem to be originating from the states, but from personal experience I can tell you lives world wide are being affected.  

Doctors and government agencies seem to have designed the narrative that opiates / narcotics are practically the devil. Endless statistics are being pushed onto the public about addiction, the fact that they aren’t effective, doctor shopping, overdose etc. A lot of the information out there seems biased. Nobodies speaking about the lives these drugs have saved.

Yes opiates save lives!

But Charlotte people don’t die from pain alone.. Don’t they?

As doctors face losing their licenses and patients are having their medication cut down or stopped completely, more and more chronic pain patients are committing suicide. I genuinely don’t understand how cutting access to vital pain relief, to those who need it, is helping keep drugs off the street and preventing addiction.

Chronic pain patients have always had to fight to be believed, for decent treatment and care. Now the hoops we have to jump through are getting rediculous. Drug tests are regularly forced upon patients. Doctor / patient relationships have fallen apart all because of strict rules and opiate contracts. Break a rule, sometimes unavoidable, and risk having your meds cut off without warning. Drug hoarding is a punishable offence. Why would I not hoard meds when there’s a risk you could cut me off suddenly?

Opiate contracts are statistically shown to have little affect in identifying drug abusers.

Statistics on suicide or the number of previously law abiding citizens having to resort to the streets for meds don’t seem to be out there right now. These aren’t the statistics that support the idea that opiates are evil. These aren’t the figures the government wants us to see.

This may seem a little all over the place. That’s cool, they’re  my own thoughts and sometimes rambling on is the best way of sharing them. 

Ultimately I believe the real opiate crisis is that pain is so poorly treated in the first place.