I may be just a little bit obsessed with Instagram lately. I seem to spend hours without realising, scrolling down my feed and getting totally jealous of everyone's amazing photos. Spending so long trying to pick a 'theme', taking photo's that match said 'theme' and generally just becoming an instageek.
So before I start, you may be wondering why the word cope is in quotation marks. The main reason is because I use the word cope very, very loosely. Mostly due to the fact that I still don't think I am at the stage where I am fully coping with my anxiety, more just learning how to manage it. I still have and probably always will have really bad days, it's just more recently they have been a lot more frequent and my attacks have been worse.
So for the past few days I have been in Lancaster visiting my best friend. On Saturday, we decided to go on a walk round the park by Ashton Memorial. The building itself was commissioned by Lord Ashton in 1909, in memory of his late wife. It is such a beautiful building which completely dominates Lancaster's skyline, situated in Williamson Park.
When I was younger, the thought of living on my own was actually quite terrifying. Who's going to cook everyday? Who's going to do all the cleaning? Who's going to pay all the bills? How the hell do you even pay bills? But in actual fact - it's awesome.
I realise I have been a little bit MIA again and I can only apologise. Life kind of got in the way. But I'm back (for reals this time).
I have recently just celebrated my 23rd birthday and in those 23 years of being alive (congrats to me for surviving this long), I have learned a number of things, some more important than others, but hey, maybe you'll laugh along with my stupidity.
