Home bound....

Here I go again. Phuket bound. Home bound. I can't wait. I'm excited for so many different reasons. Seeing my friends and seeing my favorite Aussie. It's going to be heaps of fun and a great way to make up for the horrid trip a couple of months back. I'm really going to enjoy myself this time. 

No work, no dramas, just chill time and good times. 

Sitting once again at Abu Dhabi airport waiting for my connecting flight. I'm very pleased they have wifi here for free. Berlin airport does not. Sucks. 

I'm really tired and a tad hungry. I have 2 hours to kill and no one is awak to keep me company. I'm slightly hungover and let me tell you it's nothing I recommend. But it sounded perfectly awesome at the time to drink loads of wine. Note to self: Do not do that again....ever.

I hope I can get some sleep on the plane. I don't understand why they insist on having lights on and serving dinner 2 hours into the flight. Lights out and fuck all food unless specifically asked for. That's my view. I wanna sleep at 2 am not have dinner. 

I am a bit nervous about getting to immigration due to all my stamps in my passport. 

Visas are getting revoked and I hope they see I don't live there anymore. Fingers crossed. I really do need this holiday. It's been a bit rough lately. So having someone hold me and cuddle me is probably what I need atm. And no matter what anybody says about grief and about time healing all wounds, the truth is, there are certain sorrows that never fade away until the heart stops beating and the last breath is taken.

It's bording time soon. Maybe I should talk a little walk and go wee. Hmmm....

Yup I'll do that. This time i hope the chick in the stal next to mine doesn't fart while taking a wee. And the funniest thing was she went "oops". Hahahaha......

Next time we speak I'll be sending live from Phuket. :) 

Y'all have a good day/night...whatever time zone you're in. 

Honey...Im home. 

So nice to finally be home. And what a nice home coming night i had. 

It's impossible to hide from yourself...

This artist is another reason for me to feel proud to be Swedish. 
This video and especially the lyrics lifts a massive issue for all people, mostly women, girls. 
The mirror tells you you're a freak. Not only for weight issues but other issues too. Guilt, regret, shame or self loathing. No-one beats me up like myself. 
Sometimes it's like going 200 rounds in a Muay thai fight. And I can taste the blood....

I really praise Molly Sanden for this remarkable song and video. It hits home. And I wish her much success and hope that this empowers women to forgive and love themselves.  

Truth is a battle of perceptions. People only see what they're prepared to confront. It's not what you look at that matters but what you see. And when different perceptions battle against one another, the truth has a way of getting lost, and the monster find a way of getting out.