Pushing Yourself

Somewhere in Brighton

I've learnt a lot about myself over the past couple of years, and I think one of the most beneficial things I've really learnt is that the best way to overcome something is to just throw yourself in the deep end and do it. It's something everyone always knows is the best thing to do, but more often than not we don't actually push ourselves to go ahead and do it.

So many things fill us fear and we shy away from them because we feel like we're not good enough or that other people can do it better. And yes, there will probably always be someone better than you but that doesn't mean you're incapable. I've been in a lot of anxiety-provoking situations lately and I've had no choice but to push myself and keep going. These situations haven't always turned out successfully but a lot of them have and if I'd have carried on running away from the situations that scared me I would never have achieved things that I'd told myself I couldn't do.

These situations usually arose by chance - situations that were totally out of my control. I didn't deliberately put myself in them, they just kind of happened. But over the past couple of weeks I've subconsciously been creating my own anxiety-provoking situations, situations which scared the hell out of me but I was the person who made them happen in the first place. And as much as it exhausts me and sometimes I wonder what the hell I'm doing, I'm so glad I've ended up doing it to myself because I'm now doing things I never even dreamed I'd be strong enough to do.

I have no idea what the point of this post is, but there you have my 3am ramblings.

New beginnings in Brighton

Long time no blog. (What's new).

I moved to Brighton just over a month ago to study at uni. I spent many months undecided whether or not this was the right step to take - after my gap year my desire to travel has tripled and deep down I know I want to become a nurse. However, I wasn't ready to give up on music just yet hence why I am now down in Brighton.

I've met so many people since I moved here - some absolutely lovely people and some not so lovely. Obviously, my anxiety has become a lot easier to deal with otherwise I wouldn't be here- but this past week or so it's really come back with a bit of a vengeance. I think this is why I'm blogging it - because as lovely as some of the people are here, they don't get it and I can't really talk to them about it without the usual "but you seem so happy", "maybe you should do more in your day","I totally understand what you mean" kind of comments. There's so many confident, attractive, well-dressed people and I think it's knocked my self-esteem. Which is a pain the ass considering how long it took me to build it up- but I am determined to not let it ruin things for me and to build it back up again. The past week or so I've been having similar thought patterns to when I was bulimic- I've not acted on them and I'm doing everything I can to stay on track.

Even just writing this has made me feel so much better because I don't feel like I'm bottling it up, trying to keep the way I'm feeling hidden. So if you've taken the time to read this and listen to me trying to piece together my thoughts, then thank you! & if anyone's been in a similar situation and has any advice then please do get in touch.

Moving On

I've written this post about 56,474 times and each time it ends up being about 100 pages long. SO, I'm going to have to be very blunt, and use the wonderful power of bullet points to get my point across briefly.

• I just nearly deleted my blog because I don't want a beauty dedicated blog anymore.
• I decided not to incase I ever wanted to post something beauty-related.
• Then I realised I don't need to have a label attached to my blog.
• So basically, Sparks of Serenity is not longer a beauty blog (although I'm sure the odd beauty related post will crop up)
• My life has changed a lot over the past 12 months. 
• I finished treatment for my anxiety and depression. 
• I'm actually LOVING my job now - it's probably the best thing in my life.
• I've just travelled Australia. 
• And I've just quit my job (yep, the one I love) so I can go to uni to study a subject that's totally unrelated to where I want to end up. 

So yep, in brief - this is where I'm at right now. I want to carry the blog on so I can document these big changes that are about to happen. 

So please bare with me... 

One Night In Italy by Lucy Diamond

On the 9th of August I tweeted, "Just started reading this... anyone else read it?". Attached was the picture below, of the book One Night In Italy by Lucy Diamond. I've FINALLY got round to finishing it this week.

Whenever I blog about books I always want to reiterate that I'm never writing a book review. I have no idea how to write a book review, I have attempted them many times and to put it bluntly; I am shit. So this isn't a book review. I'm simply summing up the book because I feel it's worth a read, and so anyone who likes the sound of it, can go and read it too.

The book follows the lives of 3 characters: Anna, Catherine and Sophie. They all meet at an evening Italian class Sophie starts teaching, when she comes back home from travelling for a few years because her Dad is ill. Anna is wanting to find her Dad- whom she believes is Italian. And Catherine has just found out her husband has been cheating on her and wants a divorce, and because her 2 children have just left for University, she takes the Italian course to make use of her free time. It's a very uplifting story about friendship and how your friends can make your life so much better. It involves break ups, fraud and travel. I particularly liked Sophie's storyline about her travelling and the people she'd met along the way. There's character in this book which I think most women could relate to in one way or another- and it also shows how age is nothing when it comes to friendship. It's a very charming book and I'd definitely recommend it! A feel-good, easy read.

I'm shit at reading books but once I get into one, there's no putting it down! So if you have any good book suggestions then please do let me know.

Hope you all have a lovely weekend,
Charlotte x

Politics of the working world...

It's been a while since I updated this little blog of mine. A lot has changed, and I've become more aware of many things within this crazy little world. One of them is the grand old world of work.

I started my first proper job (full-time) at the beginning of December. Being the naïve 18 year old that I am, I assumed that now I wasn't in school, everything would be smooth-running and everyone would be nice to one another and there wouldn't be anymore cliques/bitchiness to put up with everyday because everyone I'd be surrounded by would be grown up. Oh, how I was very wrong. 

I absolutely love my job. I'm working as a Nursing Assistant in a Nursing Home and although it's very physically and emotionally demanding, it can be very rewarding. But I've found it hard to adapt to the politics of it all. I don't have any direct issues with any staff, but I've been really really shocked at just how similar it is to the stereotypical social ways of a high school! I'm not sure why the hell I'm writing this, as it doesn't have any purpose whatsoever. But I guess, if anyone reading this has dealt with the same thing in their work then how did you cope with it most? I just want to keep my head down and crack on with my job but without giving people a reason to have an issue with me. I know I'm overthinking it and shouldn't be making such an effort to not give people a reason to talk about me as this kind of thing happens everywhere, but I think hearing about other people's experiences will bring me a bit of comfort.  

Thank you for wasting your time reading this, I appreciate it!