English Literature student trying to act like an English literature student.
20 and sort of loving it.
I Love Myself. Here's 5 Reasons Why.
1. I get out of bed every day and face the world. Every day I wake up and I drag myself out of my fluffy haven. As much as I want to curl up into the sheets and forget the world is out there, I get up. I push past that urge to just not exist for the day. Though I may already know that there are unpleasant moments and unwanted encounters awaiting me, I walk towards them knowing that this is what I have to do. I tell myself that I am doing it for me. I don't do it for my boss, or my friends, or anyone else. At the core of it, I get up for me. And I'm so proud of myself for doing that. Because this world is harsh, rapid and unforgiving. And it's hard to face it all the time. So I'm proud I can, and I'm proud I do.
Lonely or Alone?
I've often found myself perfectly content sitting in my bedroom with a cup of tea; the world around me a million metaphorical miles away while I isolate my mind from everything and everyone else in my life. I like the safety and familiarity of being on my own. I like it when no effort needs to be given to talking, or listening, or paying attention at all. I like the comfort of being out of the public eye, because it means I can be completely, uncompromisingly myself.
It's often the case that the word "paganism" is associated with a brutal or ancient religion that includes some sort of human sacrifice or scary masks. People tend to look at pagans as people interested in the dark arts, or black magic. Throughout history, paganism has been demonized and made to look like something quite sinister. But, like a lot of things established before modern Western society, it really isn't as scary as you think.
'I Live with Strangers'
Oh. My. God. Living with strangers. Sounds like an absolute nightmare, doesn't it? Your whole life you've lived with your family; people who you're completely comfortable with. You've been hiding under the protective wing of your parents, and now it's time to fly the nest and start up a new life, in a new home, with a bunch of people you've never even met.
Crystals... What's All That About?
So, I've always had an interest in the potential effect crystals can have on us. Sure, they just look like pretty stones, but they are said to harbour energy which can change our moods and influence our emotions. I'd had odd experiences with these stones in the past, but I was unsure whether I was willing myself to feel a certain way because I wanted to believe in these crystals. After buying an agate crystal out of curiosity one day, I found that it greatly helped in calming me down and reducing my stress and anxiety when I sat with it one day, after feeling extremely down and uneasy for the past few hours. I felt like the crystal's energy was flowing through my body and neutralising any negative energy or emotions that were polluting my body. It was a fantastic feeling. I'd never felt so good and relieved from just sitting with an object. And that is when my crystal obsession began. So, to answer some questions a lot of people have about crystals, and to introduce some of you to the wonderful world of these stones, I've listed a few of my favourite crystals for you all to have a look at. I hope you enjoy!
Being an Extrovert With Anxiety
Yes, it happens. And it's the weirdest thing. Growing up I was such a loud and eccentric child; I was always making jokes and getting told off in class for talking to my friends too much. I always relished the opportunity of a school play or a class presentation. I just loved attention! Until I hit my teenage years, and everything went sideways.
University, Anxiety, and Friends
Before you go to uni, you have this idea in your head, this perfect idea, of how everything is going to go down. You're going to meet the person of your dreams, join two or three clubs and societies, keep your room and house completely spotless, and you're going to do exceedingly well in your degree. Either that, or you have this nightmare of an idea, one where you have no friends, you don't understand a single thing about your course, and everything is generally terrible for you. And I can tell you now that both of these images are far from the reality.
Uni: The Big Transition
Yes, it's brilliant. For anyone who is starting university, considering university, or just randomly pondering the concept of it, it is brilliant. I remember leaping out of my bed and crying in disbelief when I found out that I'd been accepted into my top choice of university. In that moment, I knew my life was going to change forever, and a thousand doors were about to swing open in front of me. This was my chance to fly the nest and start anew in a different city, with different people and a different place to live.
So, interestingly enough, it'll run its course. There's not much you can do to stop it from running its course. I'm no wise old woman, but I know life well enough to tell you that problems need to happen. Bad things need to happen. I spent many of my teenage years trying to stop anything from going wrong; trying to stay in my comfort zone and protect myself from the world around me. But it just doesn't happen like that. It's like sitting in the rain but not expecting to get wet, like putting your head underwater and never wanting to come up for air. It just doesn't go that way.