Lumpy Life

Have you ever lost something that you never thought you'd lose? It's possibly the worst thing you can feel, especially when it's a person. It's weird how if you lose something silly like your hairbrush or some money, it can feel like the end of the world. But then you realise the gut wrenching feeling you have inside you, like a pit in your stomach that only grows bigger as the time goes on. I've dealt with losing things and people before, some for the better and some I still wish I could have back and I think most people can say they feel the same way. It's sad that it can get to the point where you fight and you try so hard, but none of it seems to matter because you still end up losing them. It's so hard to write about things like this, especially when it's so fresh. In all honesty though writing it down makes things so much better to deal with, I also know that others don't process things the same way and that time is all you can give them. I t

It's a new term and a hopeful one at that. I've had my results back, some were disappointing but others were the boost I needed in confidence. My first term was spent stressing over how well I wrote my essays and stories, worrying over the feedback I'd receive; now I am confident I know where I was going wrong, and how I am able to better my work. I finished the first term with a 2:1, which I never expected. After retaining so little at secondary school and my lack of further education compared to the others at University with me, I never expected to finish with a fragment shy of a first. I struggle with my self-confidence in general as many of you will know, but after receiving my feedback and grades this term it has had a huge weight lifted from it.  As many will know, the feeling of submitting your first few essays, clicking the button with eyes closed and then panicking for the next two weeks. It's a slightly sickening feeling, a pit builds and it's as if you