Hannah Reid of London Grammar on stage at Main Square Festival, Arras, France.
© David Haesaert
I’m really struggling to enthuse myself about uni. My courses are sure to be really interesting and challenging and I can’t wait to study them, I just can’t deal with the whole social aspect. Being surrounded by people and constantly being placed in groups is a real nightmare for me. One-on-one relationships are what I find better instinctively, and I wish I’d been able to better put my finger on that before now. Trios are okay but still put me on edge unless I’m 110% comfortable with them.
I wish I could enjoy hanging out on groups; be more ‘normal’ as it really does make things difficult, but I’ve got to work with what I’ve got I guess. So that’s being massively uncomfortable always. We’ll just try sitting alone and focussing. Should be great except in oral classes, eh?
An actual headline from The New York Times in 1919
— Morrissey (via cybergirlfriend)
Hahahahaha why uni why.
It’s fine. The year’ll be fine. The subjects are interesting and I’m probably not quite as bad as I think I am (yup my self-esteem is back to -200) Find me holed up in the library talking to myself during lunch this year. Socialising is a) not an option anyway and b) evidently not something I have time for whilst I’m running around like a lunatic being busy (for minimum the next two months) and probably killing myself in the process.
Я не могу дышать! [ya nimagù dyshàt’] - I can’t breathe!
дышать [dyshàt’] - to breathe
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'Recovery' needs to be taken out of my description of myself. It makes me so sad. I've been avoiding my behaviours for a long time. I've been trying, but obviously not hard enough. It's tough, and I need to up my game.
I’m scared of recovery. I don’t want to gain weight, I’m already repulsive enough as it is. I need to learn to cope in different ways, I need to learn to be normal. I watch other people live normally and I’m so fascinated and jealous. What can it be like to not need everything to be in order and to need to eat at times and go working days without doing so? Normal people can do it, I wish I could too.
I wish I were beautiful too, and that I could take pride in my appearance rather than brushing it off and making jokes. I wish I were smaller and interesting and not plain, mediocre, and nondescript.
In so many ways I’m doing better, but not this one and it’s absolutely vile. I just hate it.
Countries of Eastern Europe (in no particular order)
- Czech Republic
- Bosnia and Herzegovina