A CLASSICS TRIP (PART ONE): ROME, OCTOBER 2017

Hey guys,

This week’s blog post is about one of my favourite cities that I had the opportunity to travel to last year – Rome. It should come as no surprise that because I am a Classicist, I have a deep interest and fascination in the history of Rome surrounding many of the ancient archaeology that remains today. And it was me choosing to study the ‘City of Rome’ module last year that allowed me to go on this trip. 

AN END OF SUMMER RETREAT: SUFFOLK, SEPTEMBER 2018

Heya everyone, 

Seeing as my last few posts have been very mental-health orientated, I thought I would upload a few travel posts over the next few weeks, just because I know some people really love reading travel blogs (myself included) and I want something on my blog for everyone!  

At the beginning of this month, we went to Dennington in Suffolk for a week. It was a gorgeous few days filled with seaside strolls and countryside walks. An unexpected upside to the trip was that the lovely cottage we were staying in was located in an area which had no signal and very poor WiFi, meaning I spent most of the week off my phone which was surprisingly very refreshing! Being away from London and in the country was such a relaxing end to the summer. It was also a fabulous way to celebrate getting my new job, to teach English in China next year, (which I coincidentally found out the day before we left to go to Suffolk).

FOOD FOR THOUGHT

Hello everyone, 

This post is a difficult one for me to write. It’s hard to explain to someone that the sight of food used to make me so anxious and even made me feel nauseous. It’s also hard to portray to someone that I used to go without food out of the simple fear that it might have triggered a panic attack. This is why I have not been very open about it, because I struggle to make people understand. I hope I achieve this in this blog post.

Being confronted with a plate of food shouldn’t fill someone with dread. After all, it’s what all of us need to survive and so it confuses me when I think of the times when my mind would tell me that I could go without eating meals. My problems with eating food have always been linked to my anxiety in the respect that whenever I felt overly anxious or was having a panic attack, I refused to eat food out of the fear it would make me feel sick. And because panic attacks used to be a daily occurrence for me, it should come as no surprise that I would skip meals every day.