Day 7, a whole week of pulling out these cards and reading out the words. I find it funny how much of an impact and influence this can have on people. I have thoroughly enjoyed the messages and calls from people talking about it. I also want to put it out there that due to being honest about mental health, other people have opened up too. My door is always open (seriously, come have a brew) or lets natter on whatsapp or on the phone. Don’t ever think you’re the only one whose brain doesn’t work.

Trust me, that cliched phrase is right that ‘everyone is fighting a battle you don’t know about’.

S if you’re reading this blog for the first time,  the principle behind doing this is:


  • I wrote a book
  • I was scared to launch the book and put myself out there
  • I stopped writing for fun
  • I launched the book and it went amazing – the feedback is awesome (panic over – F.U. anxiety!)
  • I wanted to use the principles in my book to get back to writing for me, and for fun
  • I bought these journal writing prompts – the Wordsmith Deck from Best Self Co (don’t forget if you’re so inclined to order anything from these guys use my code mindandbody for 15% off)
  • Every day I go live on Facebook just after I’ve got up – usually in my dressing gown and half asleep! I pick out a card and then blog about it right here
  • I write with no plan. I type whatever comes into my head and just publish it. That way it’s true, raw, honest and unedited. It also means I don’t think about it too much. I don’t bow down to perfectionism. I just do it and get it done!
  • I encourage people to join in by either just thinking about the questions, writing them in a notebook or blogging about them too


Journal Prompt Day 7

Assuming your life is a story and you’re the author, what does your happy ending look like?


My immediate answer to this is “whatever I want it to look like” because I know and wholeheartedly believe that deep down we are all capable of whatever we set our mind to.

As I’ve explored in my book and this blog, it’s the bad habits and the self limiting doubts and mental blocks that stand in our way.

Remember that film with Jim Carey where he can’t lie? Some magical ethereal force comes over him rendering him unable to tell any porkies?

Well I wish we all had that for self belief.

Can you imagine what life would feel like if you genuinely, actually 100% believed in yourself?

Imagine if there was no little voice inside telling you that you can’t do something, or you’re not good enough, or you’re a failure.

Imagine if that voice was able to bolster your confidence at every turn. If your inner monologue became your greatest fan and you’re cheerleader.

“You’ve got this. You know your stuff, you know you can do this with your eyes closed.”

“You are brave and beautiful and you make a difference – go get em tiger!”

They sound like cheesy affirmations you might see on a teen movie don’t they?

Why are we so scared of this positive inner dialogue with ourselves? Why are WE the very worst saboteurs of our dreams? Why do OUR thoughts get in our way?

Why are we not completing the chapters how we want our lives to play out? Why are we acting sometimes like we’re taking a match to the manuscript of our lives?

Write Your Own Best Seller

We all have an active choice whether the books of our lives have the potential to be a best-seller or something that sits on the shelf, unfinished and unappreciated forever.

Today’s prompt makes me realise that life is not infinite. Life isn’t one of those never ending stories, it has an end point.

I’m 37 right now.

My nana died at 60. My biological father Tony died at 61. Not sure how old his parents were when they passed as we were estranged. Going back to yesterday’s prompt about bad habits – just seeing those two people’s names and ages of death shits me up completely. Nana died from cancer. Tony died from COPD but had many health issues including his heart. His brother passed away a year after he did in his 60s also I believe.

Not to be morbid or anything, but nobody knows when their time is up. We get one life. But if I only get air in my lungs and blood pumping through my heart for another 23 or so years, will I lie on my death bed and know in my heart that I finished my own best seller?

Do you know what the five most common things people say on their death bed?

1. I wish I’d had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me.
2. I wish I hadn’t worked so hard.
3. I wish I’d had the courage to express my feelings.
4. I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends.
5. I wish that I had let myself be happier.

For fuck’s sake.

Have you read that? Have you REALLY read that?

That last one… I wish I had let myself be happier. Let myself. Read those two words again.

We ALL have the potential to be happy. It has to come from within. If we just let ourselves.

So to summarise and round this off by answering the journal prompt “Assuming your life is a story and you’re the author, what does your happy ending look like?”

I am the author.

You are the author.

This story is writing itself every single day with every single thought, feeling and action that we choose to control.

My happy ending? It’s happening right now. In every goddamn precious moment. If I can just stop the negative inner chatter and utter bollocks I tell myself to be able to stand back and enjoy it.

I truly am grateful for every second of it.

With love,

Gem x