So it's been the most stressful week of my life this week and its just the beginning. Pretty much me entire life has been a build up to me doing my teacher training. For as long as I can remember I've dreamt of being 'Miss'. As stressful as it's been, it made my stop and think about how much my mental heath has improved since applying to university nearly three years ago. I felt like I needed to get this post out there as I've seen so many people on social media expressing their worries about attending further education with mental health issues, primarily anxiety. Everyone who knows me, In person, through my blog or through twitter knows I suffer with anxiety. So often I'm questioned when people see I'm in uni as to how the two impact on each other. In school, I was a little different, in college I was still a little different. Heck even now I'm a little bit different. However I couldn't always handle that. My final year of college (while a
Dear Diary. Geography/life lessons. I was pretty well behaved in school. Always did my work. Always finished first always did the extra work. I got really got grades in all subjects except one. Geography. Why? Because the things I learnt in geography we what got my through the last few years of high school. I didn't learn them from the teacher through. I kind of made a friend. Then failed my exam. I didn't care though. Who needs geography skills when every phone has GPS? Again, for the purpose of being able to follow this story line I've added a few pages together from over a few weeks. Enjoy! We got moved in geography today. Some sort of seating plan. I'm sat right at the back of the class next to a girl called G. Now yes I've told you about her before. Yes she's a bitch. But i think she's grown up. As you know my hair is BRIGHT ORANGE. Nobody really said anything all day but when we got to geography there were a few people in my class that hadn&