How many times in your life have you faced a choice, and it’s outcome has altogether scared the crap out of you? It could be choosing to leave a relationship, deciding to up sticks and move to a new city or country, or could be as simple as booking that first ever solo trip to somewhere on the other side of the planet. Throughout our lives we reach certain points where we have to make a decision: do we take the easy road, or face our fears of the unknown?
With many young people starting University in the coming weeks (and after a tweet from one of my readers – Thanks @CharlotteHall26) I thought it a great opportunity to share how I cope when feeling nervous or scared about unknown situations. Only recently I started a new job, and it doesn’t matter how many new jobs I do… that first-day-of-school feeling still appears. It appeared when I sat on the plane to Thailand on my own, and it also appeared when my parents shut the door and left the house that I moved into in London at 18. But, this is a fear we should embrace, because the unknown presents new and exciting opportunities. So, lovely BRAVE readers, here’s my tips on how to handle your fears when diving into a new experiences.
I think by now we’ve all worked out how a British Summer goes down. The tabloids express their glee at the “Hottest Summer Yet”. Our Dad’s have their BBQ’s fired up at the ready. We all go crazy buying bikini’s in Primark. AND SURE ENOUGH.. The temperatures are set to SOAR… With a side note of RAIN. Thanks British Summer. Rain is exactly what I was hoping for…. So on this muggy, warm, and wet day, I thought I’d give you some suggestions of how to make the most of a Soggy British Summer!
Yup. “You’re gonna last an hour…” Those words of confidence from my super supportive mates! HAHA!
It was Saturday night, and we were in the pub at the end of an 8 show week. We actually went to a belgian beer pub which I had wanted to go to for so long because they stock some of my faves (Fruli and La Schouffe…ahh dreamy). Instead, I was stood with a diet coke. A DIET COKE. And I won’t lie – that night was one of the hardest evenings I will probably experience in this teetotal experiment of mine. It was difficult because my natural reflexes were working so hard against me.
It was Sunday evening. I’d had a lovely day out seeing a couple of friends on my day off. I got home to a pile of clothes on my bed to be put away. And it was in this moment, as I opened my wardrobe, that I snapped. IT WAS CARNAGE IN THERE, PEOPLE. CARNAGE. So instead of packing things away, I set to work with decluttering the mess in my wardrobe (in the hope of decluttering a tiny bit of the mess in my brain!) I’m not going to lie – I feel fabulous now it’s done. And so wonderful readers, I thought I would share my top tips on how not to drive yourself nuts when clearing out your wardrobe!