I’m not sure what the cause/effect relationship was here, but my recent anxiety flare up came about when my sleeping pattern became well and truly (excuse my language, mum) fucked. I’m not sure whether the anxiety flared up and caused me to start suffering from hypersomnia again (intense need to sleep for much longer than is healthy), or if the hypersomnia kicked in and led to me becoming more anxious than normal. Either way, a fine mix of sleeping for 11 hours a night and not being fully awake until midday and not climbing out of bed until 2pm, and finding myself thinking too much about and over-analyzing negative situations that happened a month ago saw me shrink right in on myself. Achieving simple tasks, like getting dressed or making a coffee became distressing to the point of ridiculousness, and my boyfriend was coming home from work at 5pm to find me a little down that I’d achieved virtually nothing that day. After a week of ignoring everything and my boiler breaking down (so adult), I snapped, and knew something had to give; I decided it was time to unplug and get myself together.… Read More Diary of a Girl in a Slump: Why I went “Unplugged”
I’ll be honest here, I’m not writing this for anyone in particular, but more for myself. This blog is currently my diary until my dissertation starts and I have some genuine content to bring you guys! But for now, documenting my months is a great way for me to look back at my achievements and be able to easily reference anything that comes up!… Read More July Roundup – What I Did!
Going to university late is the best decision I’ve ever made. I know what my end goal is, and so I’m more determined to get to it. I’ve done the 18 year old party thing, so I never make excuses and go on a night out the day before a 9am lecture or a big deadline. Having already worked, I’m more organised and able to work multiple deadlines under pressure. Having lived in my own place, I knew what to look for in accommodation and had no nasty surprises about setting up bills or living costs. I already knew how to cook and do my own laundry. I knew how to exploit the experience to get the most out of it, and further my job prospects at the end.… Read More Breaking the Mold – Why I Went to University Late