If you’ve read this recent post of mine, you’ll know that I’ve been struggling with my anxiety recently. Now, I’ve had anxiety for years and I’m pretty used to the ups and downs of this particular mental illness, but the this particular ‘blip’ was a particularly intense one. My first question was why. Why was… Continue reading Lavender & Anxiety
Hello lovelies, today I have a bit of a different blog post coz at the moment I am in a gigantic reading slump. A few days before my birthday, I visited the nearby city of Cambridge with my family. Cambridge is a beautiful and world-renowned city of learning, and as I’m lucky enough to live… Continue reading A Day Out in Cambridge
Why does January always feel about a billion years long? It seems to go on and on, and I’m always excited when February comes around. I’m *still* very slowly recovering from that horrible infection I got last year, so tried to take it easy/not get ill again this month (a very silly aim, January =… Continue reading January 2019 | Books I read + Podcasts I Loved
So, the last time I blogged was on August 6th. THAT SEEMS FOREVER AGO. Those were the days of summer + heatwaves + going to shops purely coz they have air con. I don’t normally take breaks on this blog, and if I’m honest, this one was entirely unplanned. Time ran away with me over… Continue reading On summer + sadness
I’ve made it to a quarter of a century. 25 looks a lot different to how 14 year old me imagined it to be, but different in a good way. I’m doing a PhD in a subject I love, I kick anxiety’s butt on a daily basis, I wrote a book (and found my lovely… Continue reading 25
So, it’s February, a time of the year when I am usually still down in the dumps about Christmas being over (DARN YOU TIME). This year, I was even more so–maybe it was because Christmas was SO good this year, and January was so rubbish. Whatever the reason, I felt icky–anxious, and unable to sleep.… Continue reading A Weasley Christmas Jumper
I dunno whether you guys know this about me…but I’m a pretty huge HP fan. Like, a substantial amount of my wardrobe (as an adult) is HP related in some way or another. And my bedroom is basically a glorified mini version of the Ravenclaw Tower. I also have anxiety. Crippling, all consuming, anxiety… Continue reading On anxiety & Harry Potter
