I’ve always been a little bit rubbish at reading. I tend to go through phases where I throw myself into a book but then can go for months without picking it up again. I know, I know, for a lot of you that probably sounds painful, but when you’ve got everything else in life weighing you down, reading, for me anyway, tends to be a pretty low priority on the list unfortunately.
Well hello there! Hey! Hi! Aloha! Howdy! How are you all doing then? I know, I know, long time no see, that’s nothing new though, you should all know by now that I am the most inconsistent blogger in the world… This is my first post since the beginning of Summer, I’m feeling a little rusty but bare with or feel free to laugh at my incompetence I won’t be offended…
This post will probably come across as over-sharing, that’s really not my aim. I’m also not looking for sympathy or for a flock of messages asking me if “I’m OK”, that’s really not why I’m here. As it is Mental Health Awareness week it felt like a good time to share my feelings and my own experiences with mental health issues.
Hello, hello, hello! How the devil are you? How are things going? Long time no speak…. Ahh yes, I have been utterly useless at keeping on top of blog writing lately, everything seems to be getting on top of me and as blogging is just a little side line hobby for me it seems to be amongst the first things that gets forgotten about in the chaos of everyday life. I can only apologise and say, “Sorry guys, I’ve been a bit crap at acing life lately”, not that I ever “ace life” (god that’s such a cliche, why the hell did I use it…) I tend to just amble along and hope everything turns out ok… but I’m going off track here….
Life can get a little heavy sometimes. It can be so easy to let the daily grind of general day to day life drag you down and make things seem pretty pointless. We are all guilty of it and it’s completely rubbish. I for one frequently feel it and it can be totally crap. You find yourself questioning your life choices and how you’re handling this little ol’ thing called adulthood.
A few weeks ago I was heading for an evening out with with some friends. I hadn’t been out in an absolute age (seriously, picture a barren desert with no water but swap the water out for alcohol… You get the picture…) so I was, as you can imagine, chomping at the bit for a tipple or two. Like any of you out there I love to have an excuse to get my glad-rags on and put on that deep red lip and don that extra long eye-liner flick. Continue reading “The ones that got away…”
I don’t know about you but every time February comes round I am incredibly bored of winter. It’s one of those “meh” months. There are no particularly exciting holidays or events (I don’t count Valentines Day as an important enough or exciting enough holiday, sorry! Pancake Day on the other hand, I can get on board with…) and the weather is never exciting either. We are all fed up of the cold and find ourselves pining for the spring that is oh so reluctant to make an appearance.
I haven’t properly sat down and written a blog in over five months now. I feel like I have been the worst blogger in not providing posts for you guys to muse over especially as I’ve not long started this whole blogging palaver. But every time I’ve sat down to bring you guys my latest fashion woes or my feelings towards life after University it all fell flat and felt completely irrelevant. There has been something stopping me every time I crack open my laptop and I’m going to share it with you all now.
I’m not sure how this is going to read or if it will come over as oversharing but I feel like this post was one that I have to write before I can get back onto the ol’ blogging horse and properly start writing again. So here it is.