Moving cities and starting school again at 25 - warning might get deep

 

Oh hello again, I'm back again quite soon but for good reasoning. Today I started my masters course (well kind of.) Today was an introduction lecture which I'll be honest did overwhelm me and excite me at the same time; and all I wanted to do is write about it (think I've found a new hobby, yay me.) 

So nearly three weeks ago I moved to the beautiful city of Manchester - beautiful but chuffing hell, a scary place, people aren't lying when they're saying it's a mini London. Like I said previously I want to be transparent and if I'm being my little authentic self I had some major adjustment issues. I spent my first week in tears the majority of the time, feeling alone, overwhelmed and stressed. I sort of pinned most of my issues down to money (fuck you Jeff Bazos.) I moved to Manny without any financial stability behind me and in hindsight I probably should've sorted that out before I came. But listen everything is solvable, and if you really want something you'll make it work, promise. Don't feel the need to give me pity because three weeks later I'm bloody thriving. I do believe life gives you lessons and I've learnt I need to be more prepped both mentally and financially when a big event such as moving to completely new city comes along. Your girls learnt her lesson. Can't say I fully am settled yet but I'd say singing Let It Go from frozen at drag karaoke on canal street is a pretty good start. Proud of me. 

So like I say I've been introduced to my masters today which drumroll please, is in .... Child Development and Wellbeing in Practice. VERY far from musical theatre am I right? But there are reasonings behind this, promise it's not one of my impulsive decisions. I was introduced to working with teenagers with mental health issues a few years ago now by a beautiful soul (shoutout Rachael - this ones for you.) And I'll be honest I sort of had an epiphany and realized this is what I'm meant to be doing, I bloody loved it. Not going to lie, it's not the easiest job mentally but wow is it rewarding. Plus a kids mental health is important!!!! I also have a history of depression and anxiety myself (shoutout sertraline, love you,) and my issues made me come to terms with its ok to speak about how your doing mentally. In fact I would encourage it. I don't want to go into too much into detail but when I was younger if mental health wasn't as taboo as it was maybe I'd be a completely different person now, (which saying that I love me and I mean that in the least vain way possible.) I think having the welcome talk today has lit a fire in my belly, I'm ambitious to do well and I want to do something that make people go "oh that's cool." And I'm going to be real I don't think I've felt like this in a very long time and It's such a good fucking feeling. 

So here's to new hobbies, new cities and new career prospects. Let's say I'm going to take this next year a day at a time because I'm sure the doubt will make an appearance when things get hard. But I'm being a positive Polly right now and trying to continue to stay that way, and bringing you all along for the ride - strap yourself in. 

Love you all, 

Kathryn x 

P.S - My mum always used to say "Vain by name, Vain by nature." 


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