If you've read my 'Life Update' or 'A Level Results' posts, you'll know that I received my A Level grades and I'm off to uni. While I think these posts of mine may be a little repetitive, I want to touch on how I had to go through Clearing and how the entire process really impacted my mental health.
People who know me will know I get overwhelmed very easily and when I was told that I'd need to decide in two days about moving to somewhere I'd never even been I immediately went into 'freak out' mode. The next day, I'd done a complete U-turn and decided I was going to take a year out. I really enjoy my job and I was hoping I'd be able to get some work experience and travel slotted into the 12 months between now and September 2019. I really didn't want to 'waste' a year, but it honestly seemed like my only option.
En route to visit some family the day of my deadline, my mum and I took a detour to Cardiff so I could get a feel for the city and see if I wanted to defer and go there in 2019. I think sometimes you just know and I immediately really liked it. I was still anxious and unsure of what to do so I phoned up and asked if I could defer - to which they said no. Cue more stress, panic and a biiiig emotional meltdown.
Sorry if my uni related posts seem a bit samey but it's been nice for me to get the whole process out without having to shorten it to one post. The entire week after results really knocked my mental health and I'm glad to say now that I've got a uni place, accommodation and, of course, some freshers' tickets that I'm in a much better place, but that's not to say anyone is meant to take the same path. I guess this is just me saying that I did what I knew would be best for me in the long run and that I'm proud of myself for taking the bull by the horns.
How do you react when things don't go your way?
This past year has been beyond stressful and exhausting in every sense of the word. While I've actually managed to somewhat switch off over the few months between my last A Level exam and results day, all of this stress and exhaustion began to pile back up in the weeks coming up to the big day; I'm not going to sugar coat it, things got worse before they got better.
So, I got my results. I'm actually really pleased with them except for my English grade (which I'm getting remarked), but unfortunately, despite all of my hard work, I didn't get into my first choice university. If you've read my 'future plans' post, you'll know that I no longer wanted to go to my insurance uni so I had to go through the whole clearing process. I will write about the struggles after I got my results and how the whole clearing process went in a second post, however you'll know from my 'Life Update' that I have got a place to start at Cardiff University in September.
Anyway, thank you for reading this little ramble. I promise the second post will be more cohesive. How did you cope when you got your exam results? Let me know!
(PS a little update as this was meant to go up last week: my English grade was remarked and it went up!)
I rarely (read: never) write about my proper personal life on my blog, and I really think it prevents me from creating a true, raw bond with my readers. After having a pretty hectic time recently, I thought I'd write a little life update based around my previous 'future plans' post.
Well, there's a little life update for you! Are you going to uni this year? Or if you're already there, how did you find the beginning? Let me know!
With all of these beautiful, bikini clad Victoria's Secret models swarming my Instagram feed I can often find it hard to appreciate and love the body that I was born with. The phrase "body positivity" is thrown around too much for my liking and I think it now lacks depth, because what does "body positivity" actually mean?