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My True Story #No10

  • Writer: UOKHun HQ
    UOKHun HQ
  • Aug 19, 2019
  • 2 min read

Updated: Sep 4, 2019

"I’m a really big advocate for body confidence, so I posted a picture that made me feel good about myself and the hard work I had put in my health. In my body, anyway..." - Jinx, UOkHun.co.uk

"On this picture I’m smiling, I look confident. It was on my birthday and I had just received some really sexy boots for pole dancing.

I’m a really big advocate for body confidence, so I posted a picture that made me feel good about myself and the hard work I had put in my health. In my body, anyway..."


That One Pic

"Behind the scenes, my mental health was at its lowest. I was about to move out of my ex-partner’s house, after he broke up with me for reasons that felt a lot like a cop out to me. I had put a lot of work in that relationship, trying to save it because even after everything I deeply cared about him. But he kept pushing me away so I put my big-girl boots on and told myself to move on.

I also left behind his cats that I had totally adopted as mine too.

I was also leaving a job for a new one, and even though the pay was a lot better I was terrified of the amount of work that was awaiting me. I still am.


I’ve now moved out and started my new job. I have anxiety so bad it’s messing with my body and I’ve been told by GP I probably have IBS. I keep putting on a smile for the rest of the world but I’m going through a rough transition.


The only that keeps me happy is dancing, and I keep pushing so I can perform more and start teaching, and hopefully one day leave the corporate world for a life and career that doesn’t eat away at my health (and get my own cat. Or 2. Or 10 ;) "


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