I write quite a lot on here about my mental health. This blog serves as an outlet, of sorts: a way for me to express how I’m feeling through the written word — the only way I’ve ever been able to express myself with any degree of clarity. When I’m feeling down, writing helps; it … Continue reading Good days, and bad Days
Not-So-Happy Stuff
Drunk Crying at Parties
Time to do some talking, I suppose. Ironic, how I’m so shit at actually talking, and yet put a keyboard in front of me, and I can type for hours, words flowing out of my brain and onto a screen. Sums up my generation, I suppose. On Wednesday night, I went to a party. I’d … Continue reading Drunk Crying at Parties
Moving On
Does anyone round here even remember me any more? I've been gone for an age -- too long, honestly --, but exams and commitments left me with no choice but to put blogging to one side, at least whilst school finishes up. Still, I'm stopping by to see how you're all doing -- how are … Continue reading Moving On
I’m Scared of How I Don’t Feel
Believe it or not, I don’t want to be writing this post; honestly, I don’t. I’d much rather be sat here, writing a humourous post about New Year, and all the strange things people do when the clock strikes 12 and one year finally morphs into the next. I want to write happy things, like … Continue reading I’m Scared of How I Don’t Feel
:I Think I Broke
Blogging hasn’t taken a backseat in my life: not perminently, anyhow. The reintroduction of school stress, exam pressure and complex social drama has driven me away from you, my beloved blogging friends and loyal companions, leaving me lonely, isolated, and yet strangely peaceful in nature. Regardless, I have missed blogging – missed writing to you … Continue reading :I Think I Broke
Do You Ever …
Do you ever ... just ... feel sad? Usually, I write this kind of post, and say determinedly that "I don't know exactly wy", or that "there are many reasons why" I feel sad, low, or down. That's just the way I am, I suppose: if you don't accept that there's an issue, it doesn't … Continue reading Do You Ever …
I Failed You, Mr Duke Sir
Captain L here, ready and reporting for duty. But wait, no ... I cannot be Captain L, Llama Leader, Cacti Conquerer -- this cannot be me. Let me explain. I failed Duke of edinburgh. Yup, I did -- I know, I'm ashamed too. If you're unfamiliar, the Duke of edinburgh award (or the DofE) is … Continue reading I Failed You, Mr Duke Sir
