I’ve had enough

I had the worst cardiac attack I've had in a while last night. Not good. Feeling very weak and shakey physically as well as mentally now. But life calls. I say shakey mentally, that's a lie. I'm not shakey, or unsteady; I'm downright constant but on the completely wrong level. Last night admittedly didn't help,…

I’m at the point of not caring

I've given up. Caring about some things is stupid and just hurts. Kate (housemate) didn't realise I was in yesterday when she had friends around and said many untrue things about me. I don't care as much because I know it's not true, but it's the fact that she's doing that. Playground tactics. Trying to…

Demoralised

I'm definitely down. Which is great. I'm ecstatic. I know why. Main reason is housemate: I forgot her pseudonym, so she's getting a new one, Kate. For a bit of background, I have £200 a month and I'm currently having to save £150 a month to be able to pay my rent, leaving me not…

Hello Again

It's been a while, and that isn't necessarily a bad thing. Well, no, I am stressed out of my mind. Not quite in the danger red zone yet, but I've been scarily close. Thankfully friends have been there. Depression wise I'm feeling nothing except stress. So I have no idea. I don't know what to…

This is a rant

Yes, look away if you want a nice mild post. This is not what you're looking for. One thing I really can't stand is people who don't help themselves. They may not be able to help it, but those who can really grind my gears. I am, yet again, talking about the me of first…

Honesty?

I have a small dilemma that's been eating away at me for a little while now. This blog is anonymous so I can be open and be myself because no-one knows who I am. But I've been wondering: can I be honest when I don't have an identity? Is it right? I remember when that…

I ‘got through’ it

Such a positive title. Yes, I battled through the concert. Battled is the correct word as I was bordering a panic attack before I went on as I had many things to sort and very little time. I also had my fainting friend to help and put people in place for and that wasn't going…

Backtrack!!!

I'm not proud of my essay. It's too close for me to be proud. 2%, just 2%! We've had the feedback as well, and I quote: "Perhaps you attempted to cover too wide a period for the word count, and for this reason couldn't explore the full detail in one or two places and this…

Two a day! My my my

Short one: I am disappointed and proud. My essay came back with 2 off a first. I'm gutted, but also incredibly proud that I finished it, I'm well, and it's not as bad as I was fearing. I think I can deal with this. One proud student, signing out 🙂

A-yipp-ee-yopp

Things are going well. I have something to write about in this post. Many many things. To start with, yesterday. The rent with the landlord has been sorted out, I have a place to live next year. We had a bit of drama as there came a point where he turned around and said that…