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
OH READING SLUMP, WE MEET AGAIN. If you recall, I had this grand and epic plan to participate in the absolutely awesome OWLs Readathon in the month of April–a Harry Potter inspired challenge that involves picking a magical career. I wanted to become a librarian, and you can check out my TBR here. If I… Continue reading A Reading Slump | AKA I failed my OWLs
A question I get asked a lot, and ask a lot. It’s a simple one, that requires almost no in-depth thinking, and takes a couple of seconds at most to ask. It’s a question that can conceal so much and reveal long kept secrets. It’s one that checks in on something, tells them you care,… Continue reading you alright?
Note: This article was previously published on a fantastic site, The Olive Fox. After it closed down, I decided to republish it here, to remind myself how to deal with panic attacks, and in the hope that it might help others. View this post on Instagram I’ve not posted on Instagram for a few weeks.… Continue reading How To Recover After A Panic Attack
I don’t know why, but I see my anxiety as an incoming tide–constantly swelling & receding. That idea kind of comforts me. It didn’t used to comfort me. It used to torment me. I used to see it as some sort of defect–that I couldn’t ‘get over it’ + put it behind me. That I’d… Continue reading A wave of anxiety
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 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