Life

Sometimes in life I am genuinely baffled as to how I have stayed sane. Life at the moment seems to keep throwing annoying curveballs and blockades in the way of what I want to do and who I want to see in my life. I am constantly wondering what horrendous thing I did in my past life to make this life so that absolutely nothing seems to go my way and I just get shat on left, right and bloody centre. I am 22 years old and my life should be slowly blowing into some sort of rhythm. I should be meeting people who are willing to be seen with me and want to have a connection with me. Instead I'm hanging onto losers from my past who did nothing but hurt me, yet they seem to all be sat there in a cinema watching my life fall to pieces in front of them, throwing popcorn whenever my head comes up on screen and laughing their big heads off.
I should have some sort of financial stability, but I am unemployed, living off savings and trying to pay my rent with a student loan that won't even cover the majority. I should be on the road to finding the person I want to spend the rest of my life with and have my future beautiful, bouncing babies with but that road hasn't even got planning permission yet. I should have got a fucking handle on my food intake by now but apparently that is never going to happen, and I do not like how close I am creeping to 12 stone. Most days my life seems perfectly fine from the outside, as I was frequently told at school 'you're so rich! you have no problems!' then please give having an absent, alcoholic father a go. Or a dyspraxic in denial borderline bi- polar steam rolling himself into a mental breakdown brother. Or a mother so ground down and quite frankly pathetic that she will not remove herself from the most toxic of situations because her rose tinted fucking glasses are so thick they will break her neck if she's not careful. It is so difficult not being able to go near things or watch things because OCD will tell you you'll die or get possessed because of it.
From outside of my pity bubble, I think I am trying to say that I am completely stuck and lost and incredibly lonely. I am tired of going clubbing solely for the purpose of meeting someone because they are all arseholes. I am tired of aimlessly scrolling through tinder and swiping right on people because then, invariably they're all arseholes. I find it beyond difficult to meet anyone in my real life, all I do is go to uni on an incredibly girl filled course or trampolining where again everyone is a girl or gay. I am so broody that I would have a baby this afternoon if I could and I am starting to understand why girls go and get pregnant at 16 I know, what a turn up for the books. I need to stop relying on KFC to make me feel better about anything for god sake, the only thing a large original twister meal is going to do is make you fat Hev.

So yeah, I'm stuck in a huge, lonely rut and I would just like a date with a nice boy and feel slighlty less that my world is spinning off around me and I am stuck just watching it not knowing what to do.

I think this is going to have to start with me sacking off the wasters in my life.

Trahh

xoxox

This is Your Life Hev #3

 

This week started with a huge bang. Moving into final year has been so intense ALREADY that I am starting to wonder if I will be able to cope with it. This year is going to be so challenging, having 3 deadlines in for November already (just kill me) that I am having to start writing now, one week into Uni. I have also come to the bloody horrible realisation that I can't leave anything to the night before either, especially as I am desperate for a 2:1 this year. 

I think me writing about beauty bits is going to have to take a bit of a back burner this year as I am so busy. I still adore beauty and am constantly reading and watching what's new and a great product but 1. I can't afford new products and 2. I simply do not have the time to photograph anything for the blog now. Hopefully there will be pockets of time to write about stuff that I absolutely adore at some point this year! I think this blog will end up being more me having a chat about my life and what is going on in it, which I think I am going to enjoy immensely and I hope someone else in my little corner of the internet like it too.

This week also marked the start of me and my course of Rifampicin and Clindamycin to try and tackle my HS, this is for 3 months and has already turned my wee sunny delight orange and makes my mouth taste like a spoon which is fabulous. I am really hoping I am in the 3/4 of people who this treatment works for and will but this horrendous condition into some form of remission for as long as possible. Wish me luck guys! 

I have had possibly one of the fattest weeks for me on record and it really shows on the scales. I am in such a horrendous eat everything mood at the moment and I am trying to snap out of it but I am really struggling. If anyone has any advice please let me know.

I also got tweeted my Dr Christian cos I asked him a question, not the most exciting thing in the world but it was still cool!

The biggest excitement of this week is that my cousin has had a baby boy! Congratulations Chris and Jess and I cannot wait for a munch!

So thats it, a nice roundup of this week, not as mopey as last week was it?!

Lots of Love,

Hev 

xoxox