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When your day starts with the discovery that you have reached your overdraft limit AGAIN you know it's going to take a lot to improve the day from that point ( Read more... ) -
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I'm starting to get really really anxious about whether I'm going to be let onto my teaching course for no good reason >.< All because I had to fill out a health questionnaire and I declared that I've been treated for depression/anxiety and now (because life's a bitch) it is raising my depression/anxiety levels because I'm terrified that they won't ( Read more... ) -
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I am completely craving blue gum honey lately. I haven't had blue gum honey since I was SIX YEARS OLD, how can I be craving it?! Honey and waffles, om nom nom. I wish they sold it in this country! -
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The good news is that the head of my old primary school (who also happens to be my old secondary school science teacher) told me yesterday that I could do some work experience with them in the new year. The other good news is that on Tuesday I've got an interview for a new job as a dinner lady at a primary school - not much higher up on the ladder ( Read more... ) -
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I went to the doctor today, and he gave me a prescription for fluoxetine (same thing as prozac), and in three weeks I'm going back to talk about the possibility of some kind of psychiatric treatment.
It's all very scary but I suppose I'm moving forwards and that's a good thing.
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I think I would feel better if I felt like my job actually meant a damn thing. Try as I might, I can't find what greater good selling blouses serves. I know I'd still have crappy days and stress and ~issues~ and whatever... but at least I'd go to bed feeling like I'd done something worth doing.
Please let one of these Primary schools give me a ( Read more... ) -
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So I think it's kind of obvious that I hate my job. I've been doing some Big Thinking lately about what I'm actually going to do to earn money until I have the experience (and the funds) to go full out on the baking business, and I came up with... Primary School teacher. Which apparently both Antony and his mum had always expected me to become. I ( Read more... ) -
In which Lucy is introspective.
Just lately I've started to feel the way I felt during my first two years at university - and I'm sure you all remember the epic moan-fest that was. The anxiety, the worry about tiny things which really don't matter, the panic attacks. I've had them all before, and they're all coming back.
For the first time though, I'm asking: is this normal? Do ( Read more... )