One of the best decision I made was going to a university that was away from home. In the near by towns to where I grew up there were a few university that weren’t too bad, it would have been a lot easier to enroll with them. But I didn’t, instead I made the decision to travel over the border and swap gloomy England for even gloomier Wales.
I expected the move to be hard, so many people had told me that the first few weeks would be the worst, that I’d be so home sick. But this wasn’t the case for me. Sure, on the first night after I’d said goodbye to my mum and brother I did have a little cry, but after that I took to university life extremely well. There wasn’t this painful transition that I’d be warned about by so many. I loved living alone, I loved having control over what I did that day and if I didn’t want to go out then I didn’t have to (unless I had classes).
I was studying for my dream job, I had amazing flatmates and new friends, I loved it. Loneliness wasn’t something that crossed my mind… until it did.
Continue reading “Learning to be alone”
It’s taken me three weeks to write this post. There has been 4 different versions and none of them have felt right. Having something so demanding to write whilst going through the motions and problems I was discussing in this post was a challenge to say the least. It’s not that it was difficult to write, more I just couldn’t write it. So, there’s no intro to this. I’m just diving head first as I think a few people need to hear this. Continue reading “Emotional fizzle”
Well guys, I never been happier to be behind my laptop. It’s been a few weeks since my last post hasn’t it?
I’ve officially joined the adult world and having been working these past few weeks, it’s been exhausting to say the least. I love my job, but working the extra days has really took me out of the picture, but I’m so grateful to come straight out of education and into a steady job. I’ve been coming home and just relaxing, too tired to write or do much else. But I feel that as I’m getting into the swing of things and getting myself used to the hours, I can start writing again.
The few weeks off has really been good for both me and this blog. I have a lot of exiting things planed and a better outlook.
But before I get onto that, one exciting date passed for this blog, its first year anniversary. Yes, Lost In The Story has been around for a whole year! How exciting is that? I never expected to grow a following and last this long on such a highly saturated platform. I’m truly thankful for all of you, my readers. I’ve learned so much about myself through this blog and continue to grow.
So more about these plans I have… Continue reading “I’m back, and just in time”
Every now and then God shows me something that really blows my socks off.
Part of me really wishes that God would give me visions and dreams, words of knowledge and all that big bright flashy gifts, to use me in a visible and active way to show his love to people directly. However, so far he hasn’t what is also chill as well. I’ve never had a word for someone or anything like that, but that doesn’t mean he can’t show me things.
Occasionally he reveals things to me about the path he’s taking me on that really does make me go ‘wow’. In my darkest moments I can see his hand in all of it and whilst that doesn’t take away the pain of the situation, it does give me hope and comfort.
That’s what I’d like to share with you today. Continue reading “Walking blind”