You know those fears that settle in the pit of your stomach, and never go away? The ones that you dread, and try to convince yourself will never happen? The ones you bury deep inside and ignore the very possibility of them happening? Well, those fears happened. This time last week, I was in paradise.… Continue reading The worst day
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
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
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
