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My mood these days: desperate queen. 🙆🏼‍♀️ Bin nach wie vor nicht gerade glücklich (und man sieht es mir an) zur Zeit, aber das mit dem Aufstehen und Krönchen richten mache ich halt einfach wortwörtlich. Wäre ja blöd, einfach aufzugeben!

My mood these days: desperate...

Serenity. ♥️ #hamburgloveistruelove

Serenity. ♥️ #hamburgloveistruelove

[Werbung wegen Verlinkung] Letzten Monat auf der @eatandstyle kennengelernt und direkt mal verkuppelt: das wunderbare Grapefruit Tonic Water von @luscombedrinks.germany und der Sloe Gin von @feingeisterei_finespirits - ein perfect Match! ♥️

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[Werbung | Advertisement] Monday got me like... okay, ist gelogen. So leicht bekleidet und happy bin ich an diesem Montag nicht, aber es ist trotzdem ein guter Tag - und wenn ich das Foto anschaue, kriege ich sowieso gute Laune, das war nämlich ein toller Tag mit @sueperbthelabel @keentheagency und @julia_marie_werner - und die Bilder von diesem fröhlichen Look gibt’s grad alle auf dem Blog! 😉 | 📷 @julia_marie_werner

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Spucki und ich wünschen euch einen schönen ersten Advent. ♥️ Seid lieb zueinander!

Spucki und ich wünschen euch...

[Werbung | Advertisement] Auf dem Blog gibt’s einen neuen Look von meinem Shoot mit @sueperbthelabel und @secondellahamburg - würd‘ mich freuen, wenn ihr vorbeischaut! 💙 | 📷 @julia_marie_werner

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[Werbung wegen Verlinkung] So this happened yesterday... 🖤 Thanks to the most wonderful and talented @rei.ink who created an absolutely perfect dream of a floral tattoo for me.

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[Werbung wegen Verlinkung] Mal wieder ordentlich angezogen in eurem Feed, haha! 😉 Das hab‘ ich gestern beim X-mas Fashion Dinner mit @ernstingsfamily im @thefontenay_hamburg getragen und mich unheimlich über so viele Komplimente gefreut! Es war ein toller Abend, mit schöner Kleidung, leckerem Essen und wunderbaren Drinks! ♥️ #plussize #plussizeoutfit #plussizeblogger #luziehtan #celebratemysize #honormycurves #effyourbodystandards

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[Werbung wegen Verlinkung] Happy Sunday! No clothes, no problems - oder so ähnlich, haha! Ich bin ja nicht so der größte Fan von irgendwelchen deepen Sprüchen unter Instagramfotos, die meistens nicht mal wirklich zueinander passen, aber eins kann ich euch sagen: auch in dunklen Zeiten sollte man nicht vergessen, dass es wieder besser wird. Das muss ich mir grad selbst immer wieder ein bisschen vorhalten, denn seit einem Monat läuft hier einiges nicht so wie es sollte, aber ich will auch nicht aufgeben. Ich kämpfe grade sehr mit allem, vor allem auch mit mir selbst und meinem alten Ich, den Depressionen, Ängsten und Zweifeln. Ich weine viel, auch oft einfach so ganz plötzlich, dabei will ich nicht mehr so negativ sein, auch wenn es halt nunmal grad sehr negativ ist. Aber ich hab‘ mich in den letzten 1,5 Jahren so sehr aus dem Loch gekämpft, in dem ich war, und da will ich nicht wieder zurück. Ich habe so viele positive Veränderungen in meinem Leben erlebt (und glücklicherweise auch mit euch auf dem Blog geteilt) und schaue immer wieder mit Stolz darauf zurück. Ich will stark sein. Für mich selbst und meine Zukunft. Also kämpfe ich weiter und dann lasse ich auch diese dunklen Zeiten wieder hinter mir! Tschakka! ♥️ (Und WTF? Wie konnte dieser Post jetzt so unschuldig anfangen und so tiefgründig enden? Upsi.) | 📷 @theblondefreckles

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[Werbung wegen Verlinkung] #meinanutshell - bei Blödsinn immer als Erste mit dabei. Siehe Stories für das Ganze in Bewegtbild! Habt noch ein schönes Wochenende, ihr Lieben! ♥️ | 📷 @julia_marie_werner

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#TimeToGrowUp

• Time to grow up | IV – About getting divorced and unspoken words… •

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It’s been a bit more than two weeks now, since I finally got divorced after about one year and a half. This was the last step of finishing a chapter of my life. I’ve been thinking a lot about what to write in this blog post. I feel like the divorce is putting a new label on me, even though I’m finally free. Even though I’ve been literally waiting every day for this moment, when my marriage is finally officially over. It felt like a huge weight lift from my heart when I came out of the court after those fifteen minutes, during which I had to see my ex for the last time and officially state that this marriage is over and that I definitely don’t pretend to make it work again. But being a divorced woman kind of labels me, even though it does not define me. This is something I will have to accept and surely will, as soon as possible. I’m glad that it’s over and I want to wear this label as proud as I can, because it all changed me in the most positive way.

The only thing is: I wanted to finally say something and had no chance to do so. You must know that our break-up happened without any personal contact. My ex decided to end our relationship taking the easiest way out: leaving me at my parents, driving back home alone without telling me so, hiding somewhere when I came after him, and then simply writing me a message on WhatsApp that it’s over. It was humiliating. I mean, the person I’ve spent 8 years with, decided to treat me so disrespectfully to end a marriage the most inappropriate way – via text message. And not even with an explanation. Back then, I decided to just take it like this and not say anything. But with the time going by, I wrote a letter to him which I actually wanted to give him on the day of our divorce. A letter which, at first, I was hoping he’d read because I had so much to say about the way he broke up with me. A letter which I almost forgot of after some time because it just became irrelevant – there was no need to say anything anymore. Just one last sentence.

But I didn’t say it. There was no chance to say it. So I’m writing it down.

I’m thankful for the past 18 months. Thankful for the chance to rewrite my life, to change myself, to be who I am now and who I’m going to be in the future. I’m not thankful for how I was „disposed“ but thankful for the decision to do it like this because it made everything easier for me. I’m thankful for the chance to understand that a person like this was never worth it to make my happiness and my life dependent of him, and to understand that I’m the only one to make my life the life I want to live. I don’t need someone else to make me happy.

So here it goes:

Thank you.

• Time to grow up | III – About fears and worries… •

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Now that everything got pretty much serious, after → moving and my start into the „normal“ work life (even though that was kinda „light“, since it’s still not a very regular story), being „alone“ (even though I’m sharing a flat with my friend, I’m most of the time on my own) and the whole changing, there are a few fears that said hello again and about which I want to write today. Who knows, maybe it helps to put them into words and see what you’re about to fight – kind of a #BucketListofFears.

• Time to grow up | I – Previously on… •

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You know that situation – after 8 years in a relationship you get kicked via WhatsApp (very short version of my break-up) and then you’re kinda lost with your 27 years – on one hand, because you’re desperately sad, on the other hand, because you somehow got used to that other person and living together with him. You already know what happened → after the break-up, and I’m proud that I’m able to say that I fought my way back into life. I worked hard on my anxiety, created a → bucket list and already checked off a few things, and I had a big goal: coming back to Hamburg.

I finally reached that goal last Sunday and now I’m diving deep into a new adventure. Growing up. With 28. Truth is: I stand by what I’ve done in my life and I stand by my decisions and who I am – but I don’t think that I’m actually grown-up yet (well, when are you?). I had a very sheltered childhood, always felt safe and then ended up in a long-term relationship – I’ve never been alone and I had always got it made, first from my parents, then from my now ex. And then I got thrown into ice-cold water and rescued myself back to my mom and dad – I think that’s a logical reaction, if you’re forced to leave the appartment in which you were living together and can’t find an own place that fast and cannot afford the costs because – and that’s what happens if a blog is also based on pictures – your job is ruined after a separation.