Hi, I'm Emilia Isabelle

Making Yourself No. 1 Who Am I? There’s a version of me I’ve met too many times: the snappy, drained, short-fused version. The one who’s answering a hundred questions before 6.00 am without even brushing her teeth yet (gross). The one who’s surviving the day rather than living it. The…

Be Selfish So, here’s a wild idea I’ve been marinating on, what if we all just stopped doing things we don’t want to do? Groundbreaking, I know. An example of this is in the form of my recent decisions to drink less, not because I hate fun or because I’ve…

Not the Most Beautiful In The Room But The Kindest In a world that praises appearances, celebrates achievement, and endlessly shouts about success, I find myself drawn to something much quieter but infinitely more powerful: character. It’s not something I only look internally at either, it determines where and with…

You Don’t Owe Them Your All One of the biggest lessons I’ve learned as I’ve gotten older is this: not everyone deserves access to every part of you. Your time, your energy, your boundaries, your likes and dislikes. These are yours. They’re not owed to anyone. Just because someone is…

The Difference Between a Passing Thought and Overthinking Your Life Away We often say “I’ve been thinking…” but what we really mean is “I’ve been spiralling again.” There’s a quiet but powerful difference between having a quick thought and getting stuck or trapped in thinking, understanding that difference could change…

Daily Gratitude Lists (And I’m Trying to Earn a Spot on Your List) Reality. Some days just suck. You wake up already irritated, your coffee tastes like ass, the sky has taken on the personality of  your emotionally unavailable ex, and even your socks feel like they’re plotting against you…

Let’s Journal Our Way to Her- The You You Are Becoming Hi my love, Let’s take a moment for you. A moment to exhale, to soften your shoulders, whip off the bra and tie the hair up in a messy bun and come back to yourself, without the need for…

Morning Routine the Secret Weapon Let’s start off with the truth, life is messy. You can’t control if your kid wakes up acting like a tiny tornado (because calling him an asshole isn’t appropriate). You can’t stop your coworker from replying to your carefully written email with the thumbs-up reaction…

Dear Younger Me, Dear Younger Me, I want to start this by apologising although the words “I’m so unbelievably sorry” don’t even come close to expressing the depth of my sincerity. I’m sorry for all the unkind things I ever said to you. I’m sorry for the way I picked…

Happy Fathers Day to Us This isn’t the life you imagined.  It probably started with hope, love and the belief that your relationship was being built on strong foundations because from your side it was and it was genuine, you had it all planned out a future for your child…