I often come and go from this blog, which is funny, because writing is such a big part of my life. I’m not sure why I can never keep at this, or keep going, but I figure now is a good a time as any to come back and try to keep it going.

I’m sat here, exactly 100 days away from my 30th birthday, watching Critical Role and unable to sleep in my beautiful studio flat, my rucksack packed and ready for University in the morning. I can’t sleep because I’ve got a horrible head cold/ear infection/throat infection that has moved down into my chest, but also because I’m making a fairly big change tomorrow.

It’s funny how much your opinions and attitudes change the older you get. I’ve spent the best part of my life until now too worried about what everyone else thinks. Worried I’m too fat to wear this or look like that, worried that I’ll look silly with this colour hair or that piercing. And y’know what? What a WASTE. I have wasted most of my twenties on fears and concerns about other people rather than just doing what I want to do. Now, I’m feeling braver and more sure of myself. I went back to University- a big, MASSIVE risk- because I WANTED to. So 2020 is the year of saying yes. I’m nearly 30, I’m only ever going to be ‘young’ once, and I’m not wasting any more of my life worrying about everybody else.