Next interview down. Confusion levels up. Day 5, 2017


Me again.

Okay, so I didn’t manage to write a post yesterday – but that was just because everything went a bit mad with the job things, and I had to do interview prep and basically am just making excuses for failing at day 4 of my “post-a-day”. But, I am back online and at it again – so if it is just one day here or there, I will cut myself some slack!

Today I had an interview with a recruitment company, which is something I am considering going to work in, although I have no experience in it before – the money and career progression, and ability to work hard and earn more really appeals to me, that bit more control over my work. Plus, I always work hard and try to over-achieve, so I may as well get paid extra for it! I was really nervous but the interviewer was lovely, she really put me at ease and I think it went really well; and hopefully my answers were good. I will be interested to see if she thought the same and I get invited back again! However, the hours (12 hours days!) is something that really made me pause for that. Do I really want that? Is the money worth it? Do I care enough? And also…could my body take it? Because I don’t think so. Often a half day is enough to wipe me out, I am genuinely not sure that my fatigued, crohns- ridden little body could cope. So, a consideration. And potentially not the job for me, but good practice.

Currently I am in the midst of trying to get hold of one of the recruiters helping me, who wants to fire me off to more interviews tomorrow, but I am pushing back to try and just set them up for next week – 10am tomorrow is not enough time to prepare, not feel focussed and ready. However my recruiter, who I am sure is awesome at his job, is very pushy and doesn’t like taking no for an answer!

 

I am still stuck in the midst of a conundrum (great word, well used me) of what to do. I don’t want to feel like a failure, like I gave up to early, like I didn’t try hard enough for museums. But. I just want to move on, to succeed in something, to move out, to earn money, to feel like I accomplishing something genuine and real and tangible. And to move to London. To live in one place full time. And join a gym, and a dance club and so much more. To get back so many aspects of my life that I just don’t feel that I have right now in this perpetually “paused” state that my life seems to have undertaken. It is a big decision, and a scary one, and maybe neither answer will feel right, so I just have to do my best. Like always.

 

Another day, another ramble.

Until next time,

H x


“Laugh, even when you feel too sick or too worn out or tired.
Smile, even when you’re trying not to cry and the tears are blurring your vision.
Sing, even when people stare at you and tell you your voice is crappy.
Trust, even when your heart begs you not to.
Twirl, even when your mind makes no sense of what you see.
Frolick, even when you are made fun of. Kiss, even when others are watching. Sleep, even when you’re afraid of what the dreams might bring.
Run, even when it feels like you can’t run any more.
And, always, remember, even when the memories pinch your heart. Because the pain of all your experience is what makes you the person you are now. And without your experience—you are an empty page, a blank notebook, a missing lyric. What makes you brave is your willingness to live through your terrible life and hold your head up high the next day. So don’t live life in fear. Because you are stronger now, after all the crap has happened, than you ever were back before it started.”
Alysha Speer

I know I didn’t write this myself, but I think it is relevant. There have been so many of those days when I just burst into tears at my desk; but I manage to paste on a smile for everyone else sake. Right now I need this quote, I need to keep smiling, keep trusting, keep loving. And hope I come out the other side with no more scars, because the scariest thing is doubting yourself and those who are meant to care. I promise to keep frolicking, keep singing and keep trying to trust. Hopefully one day I will get back there.

H xx

Lifes a bitch.


Ciao amigos.

Having a down one today, as the title might suggest!

I am just feeling like life is SO unfair, and I needed a moan. Why is it that I cannot sort out my future, my job, my place to live? why is it that this stresses me out so much? Why is it that I have exams that run on so late? Why is it that I have to feel shit whilst I am working? Why is it that Crohns is affecting me now, I needed a longer break. Why is it that because of being ill I have extra work to do, like special considerations? Why is it that I am somehow meant to come to terms with my new medication, with injecting myself all whilst completing my third and final year and somehow do it all with a smile on my face.

The Humia arrives on Tuesday, and the nurse should come before Thursday. That makes it less than a week today, right on exam season. I cant cope, its not fair. I am tired, I cant work, and all I want to do is cry. I have so much on in my life, and nobody has thought about all the other things that come with it . I am tired and scared and feeling sorry for myself, I just want a hug and to be wrapped up in a blanket and forget all of this.

H xx

just keep swimming…just keep swimming…


  I highly doubt that it is only me that feels this way, in fact I have heard others express these feelings before – but maybe it does everybody good to know that others get stuck in this rut too? The one where you feel like you FINALLY have got things starting to move forward before one day, or one person, one word or one action, one thing or one look throws you back to square one and you just want to cry. I don’t understand how life can be this complicated! It is one thing to try to keep your chin up, to be positive, to wait for a better tomorrow – but sometimes it seems like I am stuck at not just a crossroads but a spiders web of paths none of which seem right but all of which seem just that little bit appealing. I don’t know which to take, which will make me and others happiest and lead to an end with the least regrets and the most giggles. How do you know? And how, when you start walking down one do you stop yourself from panicking and backtracking? Because that is what I keep doing, trying and trying and getting too scared and coming back to this madness point and I don’t understand how to choose. I have always been indecisive, but a new level of confusion is something else.

 

Depressing posts these last few times – not fun, eh! Apologies. Crohnies is alright at the moment, haven’t taken my tablets yet today since it is all still packed up from the move home after university, but going to have to dig them out tonight! I am still so scared for Friday the 13th (see the last post!) so we can see how that turns out. I think I just feel like I am juggling too many flaming knives, and that each time I have a near miss I come a little bit closer to being burned even worse. HOW DRAMATIC AM I. Apologies for the doom and gloom, I shall give myself a slap on the hand for wallowing, grab a bar of choc and head to the sun for some Vitamin D and to get over myself and move on. Or try to.

 

Enjoy the picture below – makes me smile!

 

H x

 

Image (Here’s Hoping. H x)