More late night chats...
Well, the last two nights I was up til 2am chatting again! This time with a guy who lives upstairs, and no don't go ooooooooh alice likes a guyyyyy, cos alice just likes chatting so I thought I'd bust that one before anyone came up with it (even though my roommates already did)
Well, i've ben at college now for about 3 months and I can honestly say it was probalby the best thing I could've done to improve my uni experience. I am eating well, I am sleeping pretty well, i'm pretty happy (to the point that chloe wants to make me a t-shirt that says 'I am a happy, cheerful person!'), and I am making new friends and not caring about whether people like me or not, cos if they don't its their loss. (I'm also studying)
But when I have moments where I stay up stupidly late talking to people, it makes me happy...I love those moments where you just talk and talk and talk about anything and everything and the conversation meanders in and out of things you don't tell everyone.
I've been very reluctant to tell people about depression. People sometimes treat you differently when you say you've experienced it, so I haven't told anyone until yesterday evening.
It feels good to tell somebody. I didn't say I still have it, I just said that I'd had it in the past. It felt like I was being honest. It just felt...happy I guess.
In any case, I have to run down lygon to get ice coffee stuff! (and diet coke!)
Alice xo
Well, i've ben at college now for about 3 months and I can honestly say it was probalby the best thing I could've done to improve my uni experience. I am eating well, I am sleeping pretty well, i'm pretty happy (to the point that chloe wants to make me a t-shirt that says 'I am a happy, cheerful person!'), and I am making new friends and not caring about whether people like me or not, cos if they don't its their loss. (I'm also studying)
But when I have moments where I stay up stupidly late talking to people, it makes me happy...I love those moments where you just talk and talk and talk about anything and everything and the conversation meanders in and out of things you don't tell everyone.
I've been very reluctant to tell people about depression. People sometimes treat you differently when you say you've experienced it, so I haven't told anyone until yesterday evening.
It feels good to tell somebody. I didn't say I still have it, I just said that I'd had it in the past. It felt like I was being honest. It just felt...happy I guess.
In any case, I have to run down lygon to get ice coffee stuff! (and diet coke!)
Alice xo