The 2018 (Fuck) Budget

I’ve written a couple of these posts before and never published them, mainly because they felt too similar to posts that other people were putting out there at the time and partly because I was a little bit worried about how other people would react to the things I had decided I no longer give a damn about.

But that is something I really need to care less about, what other people think / say, because at the end of the day this is my site and I write about whatever I want right?


If you have been living under a rock since 2016, the whole ‘Fuck Budget’ phenomenon may have passed you by a little. But to me it was a liberating experience, one that helped me to care more about the things that add value to my life and less about the ones that don’t.

After all why should I spend my time worrying about whether or not my house is “Instagrammable” so long as I have a house.

Trivial concerns turn into problems.

And I really do not need to spend my evenings trying to find out who Piers Morgan as offended today just because the whole of Titter is talking about it. What I need to do is turn my phone off and snuggle up on the sofa instead.

By using the ‘NotSorry’ method from Sarah Knight’s ‘The Life Changing Magic of Not Giving a F**k’ I’ve spent a fair old bit of time lately deciding what I don’t give a fuck about and have stopped giving said fucks about them.

It really is that straight forward.

So here is my ‘2018 Fuck Budget’ …

I will give less fucks about the numbers and more about the engagement … and this is across all platforms too, not just on here, but on my social channels too. Yes I have some ‘numbers’ related goals, but there seems little to no point in achieving these if the people visiting and follow never actually interact with me. 

In the infamous words of BT ‘it’s good to talk’ and I love it when you guys leave me comments!

I will give less fucks about others and more about myself … and I don’t mean that in a bitch, arsey kind of way either. But I’ve also written a piece about staying in your own lane that will be coming your way soon too and I’ve come to the conclusion that if I am to achieve the goals that I have set for myself in my 5 year plan, I need to concentrate on number one a little more.

So if that means saying no to a few events, nights out with friends or even collaborations, then so be it. I keep saying that this is my time to shine and in order to do so I need to concentrate a little more.

I will give less fucks about material possessions and more about memories and experiences … and yes this does mean that I’ll be spending less with ASOS (sorry ASOS). In the past I have often (read: regularly) bought myself things in order to cheer myself up when I’m feeling blue, or stressed, or anxious or all of the above.

I know that I keep mentioning this 5 year plan of mine that I’m working on but it really does tie into quite a few areas of my life and has helped me to focus a lot better. But my plan won’t fund itself and therefore I need to tighten the belt a little bit, cutting back on ‘frivolous’ purchases will allow me to have the experiences I need in order to become the person I want to be in 5 years time and still have money to make those special memories too.

I will give less fucks about how much I weigh and more about how I feel … and that doesn’t mean I will stop caring about how much I weigh period, but I won’t be quite so concerned with it. For years I have weighed myself daily, every morning and when I haven’t I’ve often felt a little bit lost.

It’s a weird feeling to describe, but I know it can’t be a healthy feeling to have.

But the numbers on the scale can often lie, you can be smaller and weigh more and that’s why I want to concentrate on how I feel instead. If I feel happy with what is looking back at me in the mirror then that’s fine by me, I’d rather feel happy with how I look than stressed because I’ve put on a few pounds or exhausted from putting in extra sessions at the gym that my body can’t handle.

I will give less fucks about toxic people and more about people who cheer my successes … and this one involves me having a little clear out both online and in real life too. One thing I have come to realise that a needy friend is not always a friend in need. 

You know the type – the friends who are always right, that are a bit nasty about people they don’t know (or need), that often refuse to move on from drama and that eye roll whenever anyone other than themselves speaks up.

Often they get the attention that others deserve because they shout loudest and instead of pandering to them, this year I want to concentrate on the people that sit a quietly wait for people’s attention instead and the ones who cheer my successes instead.

Because funnily the toxic people couldn’t care less what happens to me.

So there you have it, my 2018 fuck budget in all it’s glory … here’s hoping it allows me to draw the people, successes and experiences into my life that I want and allows me to distance myself from the ones that I don’t.

Do you have a fuck budget?
Let me know below and I’ll catch up with you again soon, until then though x

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