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
Hey my loves, I hope you are all having a fabulous Friday. I just wanted to do a v quick, purely self-indulgent post this AM. I have a new blog. It’s called The Portia Post. It’s all about my Phd research on the relationship between early female lawyers & the campaign for women’s suffrage. If… Continue reading New blog | The Portia Post
Almost exactly one year ago today, I started my MA in Historical Research at Birkbeck, University of London. I was jittery and nervous, buzzing with excitement and I had ZERO idea what I was letting myself in for. The first day of my Masters is done! I spent it reading in the library & drinking… Continue reading Non-fiction favs & a little life update
One of my favourite non-writing hobbies is photography. I’m not amazing at it, but it relaxes me, it makes me happy, and whenever I’m having a cloudy day I look back at the pictures I’ve taken and I’m instantly transported back to that moment. So here are a few of my recent favs: This was… Continue reading Moments.
As our train chugged into Edinburgh on Friday, a very merry Englishman sung the entirety of the Flower of Scotland (which is, IMHO, the best rugby anthem), and the entire carriage whooped and cheered. That kind of spontaneous joy and spirit lasted the whole weekend. Edinburgh is one of those cities where you could wander… Continue reading I lost my heart in Edinburgh.
I can’t remember a time when I wasn’t anxious. When there wasn’t a bubble of unease in the pit of my stomach. I used to panic over things over kids my age seemed to tackle with ease. I couldn’t sleep without going over every little thing over and over again in my mind. Anxiety, whether I… Continue reading Anxiety | #MentalHealthAwarenessWeek