You've haunted my days for a while now and there's just a few things I'd like to get off my worn out, suffocated chest. You make me feel like the world is on stop, but I'm going 10901901mph, you make me dizzy, you make me feel physically sick and you make me feel like I'll … Continue reading Dear Anxiety,
13 years ago, I woke up and chucked my little red jumper on, attempted to tie my newly bought school tie and scurried my way down the stairs. I picked up my school bag from the hallway, scrunched my hair back into the tightest ponytail and took a breath. Then, my life changed forever. I … Continue reading The day my life changed, forever.
To you, the man that fed me, clothed me, taught me how to ride a bike and the one that's pretty much made me who I am today. Four years or so, you walked out of my life like I'd never even mattered to you. It was as if the times you spent brushing my … Continue reading Dear You, This is our chapter closing.
So here I am laying it all out on the table. It's not unknown that I've suffered under the hands of mental illness in the past - I lost the very man that made me because of it, however, over the last few months I've found myself not 'okay' in my thoughts. Living with anxiety … Continue reading 1 in 4.
Dear Pa, This coming week marks your 50th birthday. It marks another milestone on my calendar, another day missing your face and another year without you by my side. You've missed over half of my life by now so I guess we have some catching up to do. Here are the things I wish you … Continue reading The things I wish I could tell you right now…
SO I've been a bit quiet on here recently which is a bit weird because I am never ever quiet! but hey, I've been a bit of a busy girl! A couple of months ago, you heard how hard graduate life is. How you're bombarded with emails of 'you're over qualified soz' or 'sorry you … Continue reading Get yourself out of the post-graduate life hangover…
So the last few months have been really weird. We all have this idea of what life is going to be like once we've graduated with our very expensive piece of paper, once we've moved home and once we've caught up on all that sleep that we lost during dissertation hand in week. I guess … Continue reading I’ve come through the calm, only to be hit by the storm.