No title is all I could think of as the title of this blog. I don’t know what to write about, I just know I need to type. So here it is.
The past few months have been tough. The past few weeks especially. A few months ago, my flatmate (Cookie) decided she wanted to move to Derby to move in with a friend there. It means for the first time ever, I’m going to be living on my own completely. I’m planning on moving into my own flat in the next few months, as we’ve set a date for the 7th May so we’ve got time to get the flat cleaned out etc. I’m absolutely terrified. I’m not entirely sure how I’m going to cope with being on my own with my mental health being the way it is, but I’m sure I’ll figure it out. I think it’s just a case of getting on with things and crossing bridges as they come.
I’m constantly pissed off at the minute. I feel like I can’t say anything without being made to feel bad for saying it. It’s breaking me down and I know there’s very little I can do about it. People should be able to vent without being made to feel bad for doing it.
Other news? I’ve withdrawn from Biomedical Science. I just wasn’t keeping up with the amount of labs we had to do. It was 4 labs a week and I couldn’t miss any as attendance in those labs makes up a percentage of your overall grade and you need to be signed off as competent in the skills you learn in labs. So I’m changing to Psychology with Counselling. I’ll still be doing it in Salford, but hopefully it’ll be a lot easier to work from home and I’m hoping that it’ll be easier for me to keep up. That’s the aim anyway. We’ll see.
Just got to keep on keeping on.