I D E A S🧐
I was just talking to my sister this evening and I realised something.
Over the years I have had ideas, but I literally thought that they had been thought of before, so there must be something wrong with the idea, or that it has been done already.
What the fuck.
How could I have been so wrong?
Of course there are millions and zillions of ideas that haven’t been thought of yet, and just because you thought of them in 2018, it doesn’t mean that they have been thought of before.
Come up with as many ideas as you can, and believe in them!! They all have potential, and they all are amazing, just like you🤩😆
And write them down, so you always have them
I know that you have the potential to come up with some amazing ideas👊🏻👊🏻
BEING PUT OFF🌔
I have been a social media follower for over 4 years now, yes, every day reading Instagram posts, tweets, Facebook posts, watching YouTube videos.
For a long time, I had no interest in starting my own social media account, but about a year ago, I got that idea, and I couldn’t let go of it.
But there was one problem, I felt put off.
I felt that noone would like what I had to say, or I wouldn’t be good enough.
But then I had to cop on, none of those negative things that I was saying to myself were true, and I had to realise that, if that’s what I want to do, I should just do it.
There was a part of me that cared about what other people thought, if people I knew would judge me, but then it realised that I have no reason to care about what other people think.
So yeah, it took me a long time to work up the courage to do this, but I have now, and I’m so happy that I did!!
H I 🌟
My name is Rossa, I’m Irish and an avocado lover🥑
I have wanted to start this account for a long time now, so I have finally decided to do it😁
I have so many thoughts that I want to share with you guys, so let’s do it!! I can’t wait to see what this community grows into❤️ I hope you give me a follow, and you enjoy my content🎉
OK. I’m ready for #IrishInstagram to mock me for eternity because this is going to be the most Plastic Paddy post ever. I had THE most bizarre dream a few nights ago. Now, normally my dreams are full of torment, grief, and anxiety. But, a couple of nights ago I had this amazing dream where I was with a small group of time traveling tourists and we were at the Giants Causeway in Antrim, circa hundreds and hundreds of years ago. I was explaining that my last name translates from the old Gaelic to “sons of the fair young man. “ “Fair” here meaning either/or beautiful or fair haired. This is actually true – my surname does translate into those very words and keen Gaeliphiles will now be able to reverse engineer my real last name quite easily. ANYWAY.
It gets better. I went on to explain to my very impressed time traveling tourists that my family were the appointed guards of Finn McCool. (Google him.) This would make my paternal family members of the Fianna. Is any of this true? Well, now I’m inspired to Google it despite the fact that Finn McCool was a fictional character.
The interesting thing to me was that while I was saying this in the dream, I felt this incredible sense of ease and happiness. It wasn’t an exuberant happiness, it was just a feeling of being in my skin and a grave sense of pride. Again, this is highly unusual for me since my dreams are usually just full of existential dread. But it made me happy and I woke up with a newfound sense of ease about my dream life. Points to whomever can now figure out my real last name given the information above.
Why is there a picture of Dylan Moran in this post? Because I like him and he’s Irish. #FinnMcCool#IrishInstagramPleaseDontKillMe