In one corner, we have the super chill people glugging their champagne/beers at 5am because “Yay, holiday!”. In the other, we have the people frantically checking and re-checking their bags/documents/watches and looking generally preoccupied. No prizes for guessing which one I am.
Because everyone needs one day of the year that’s meant to be just a nice little acknowledgement but is instead loaded with expectation and whether or not it was good and did you have a nice time and OH NO.
After a day of dashing around the office, frantically responding to emails and wondering where the hell the time is going, I find it difficult to switch off and return to my usual ‘zen’ mode (ha…ha…).
You can find a lot on Instagram these days – recipes, tutorials and vlogs being just some things that exist outside of the perfect flatlay. But one of the best things for me has been the rise of illustrators and comic artists.
We all have little niggles about our general health and wellbeing – whether it’s not feeling quite as fit as we once were or the bloody Daily Mail claiming the latest food item/hobby/thing we love most will give us cancer.
Saying that hormones are a pain in the arse on a website that deals with mental health might seem like stating the obvious. Still, as a woman I get to endure my hormones acting up on the regular – and while it’s different for everyone, I really struggle with it.
You know those days where it feels like your brain and body have completely flat-lined? You’re low on energy, ready to collapse into a heap and sense stopped happening several hours ago.
Sometimes we all need a pick-me-up – just a little reminder that we’re doing perfectly fine.
Now there’s a title I didn’t think I’d be writing. Last night I had the good fortune to see Russell Howard – a comedian known for focusing on the positives – tackle some rather taboo subjects.