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16 November 2017

Where My Desire To Travel Comes From

One of the stories my mum likes to recount about toddler me, is when I was 2 years old, she was pregnant with my sister, and her best friend's husband was at our house. I asked him if I could go back with him to visit his daughters, who I grew up with as more like family. He agreed, and my mum packed little me an overnight bag, fully expecting him to have to turn around on the M1, as I realised I was leaving my parents and going half an hour up away from them. Instead, I sang him nursery rhymes the whole way, and was picked up the next morning by my dad.

For me, this story has always epitomised my personality. I will still sing songs on road trips, but more importantly, I've never been afraid to leave home. I was always the child who ran happily into playschool to meet their friends, I never worried about school trips away from home, when I was 18, I left my small-town Dorset life behind to move to Italy, where I had no friends, no family, and no knowledge of the language. The next stage in this side of me, was my decision to quit my London job so I could go and see more of the world. And the truth is, nobody was that surprised. In fact, most of my friends were more surprised at my ambition to get a London job in the first place.

To be completely honest, I don't know where my sense of adventure comes from. I'm quite systematic. I love lists, and I've never really been a wild child by any stretch of the imagination. But somewhere, I developed this desire to see more of the world, get out there and do things hard to do, and go to places difficult to get to. It's a desire that couldn't even be suppressed by the knowledge of 'making it' in the traditional sense, post-university. Getting an adult job in an area you're passionate about, is the hardest step after university, and I walked into it. But it wasn't enough. And here I am.

I think part of my desire to travel has actually grown from my practical approach to life rather than it being a preventative. I've always been very aware that there's more out there, I've always been stimulated by the idea of going to see what else is on offer, rather than just settling for the bare minimum. And instead of wanting to explore through holidays, I've always wanted to experience it for myself, rather than taking anyone's words for it. I have jobs in Australia and Thailand of 6+ months lined up, and I've lived in Italy and France, all of it off my own back.

Another area, sombre as this may be, is that I have a big, fat, giant phobia of death. Something I've had my whole life. Why? I don't know. Even typing about it makes my head and body ache. Just the thought process of not being here anymore, really freaks me out. But I think this fear has actually inspired me to do as much as I possibly can. Yes, I am terrified of dying, but if I'm going to die, I'd rather it be as I jump out of a plane than as I cross the road during my daily commute to my 9-5 office job.

Maybe another part of me wants to travel because, to be honest, the world is in a pretty terrible way at the moment. The icecaps are melting, Donald Trump is President, and the should-be unity of the earth is becoming more fragmented by the day. So it's possible a part of my desire to go and explore comes from this knowledge, and wanting to go before it's too late.

Travelling isn't for everyone. And sometimes I wish I'd wanted to grow up to be a Doctor, or a Lawyer. But then I land in a new place, and meet new people, and realise this is exactly where I want to be.

Love, Alice x

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12 November 2017

Why Uncertainty is the Best Thing About Your 20s

The unknown. I've watched enough Blue Planet II to know it's terrifying - and also bloody amazing. Pretty much exactly the same as your twenties. Being in your twenties is a learning process. It's figuring out who you want to be right now, and balancing that with who you'll be in five or ten years. Knowing you can do a season in 'Maga' if you want to, but also that it's not going to be the rest of your life. Nothing is permanent, everything is a learning process, and forgive me if I'm wrong, but I think that's pretty exciting.

Nobody knows who they are when they're 21. You can have a mortgage, a partner and children, and I'm still willing to bet the person you are when you're 21 is going to be a world away from the 29 year old mindset you'll enter your 30s with.

There's a huge pressure on us having our life figured out as we enter 'adulthood'. Knowing exactly what we want, when we want it and who we want it with. But there's a lot of world to see. There's a lot to do and a lot to experience and the best thing about it, is that after years of being under  the direction of teachers, parents and lecturers, we're finally our own bosses, and can make our own mistakes, paving our own way on our own path rather than one carved out for you.

Our teens were full of firsts. First kisses, first try of a cigarette, first drinks, first relationships. Your 20s are full of experimenting. You're not going to be in school, you're not going to be doing the same old thing. Most of us have no idea what we'll be doing, and we have this time to trial it all out, without people thinking we're having a midlife crisis.

Questioning if you're in the right place, keeps you standing in the same position. Which is why it's so important to take risks and embrace the opportunities thrown at you whilst you can. Whilst you don't have ties and can do whatever the bloodyhell you fancy. I have friends who are living all over the world right now, friends who dropped out of their Masters degrees because they were unhappy, friends who are living in London working their way up in their dream industry. Trusting your instinct and embracing the uncertainties of life is terrifying, but there's no better time to do it.

If you feel like you're lost, if you feel like you don't know what day it is, you don't know what you want, and you feel like you don't know who you are, you're doing your twenties right. Go out and discover. Live life and find out everything you like and don't like. Snog the wrong people and find out the alcohol which makes you lie on the bathroom floor at 5am. Embrace this hot mess of a decade, and live every second of it. Because as soon as you're in your white picket fence house with your 2.5 children, you'll be wishing you could do it all over again.

Love, Alice x

10 November 2017

How To Survive Moving Back Home With Your Parents

A month before I moved back home officially, I sat on my bed in my childhood room and cried. I was visiting for the weekend and knew, the next time I was coming back, it would be for a lot longer than ever originally planned

Moving back home is hard. It's hard for you, it's hard for your parents, and it's hard for your siblings if you haven't been around much. I had a sudden 'oh my god what am I doing' moment, on that Friday night in July, when the realisation of living at home for the first time in 4 years finally sunk in.

There are different pressures which cause people us to pack our bags and move back home, but rarely is it a choice we want to make. Sometimes you have to move because there's literally nothing else you can do and you need to find a job. Other times, you might just need to save up money or maybe you've found your dream job in the city you live and it's just easier.

It's nearly two months since I moved back home to join the Dodd family household in Dorset, a decision I made after university so I could save up as much as possible to go travelling. And although there have been moments, the truth is, it's not nearly as bad as I thought it would be.

The first thing is to remember, is this is your family home. Whilst it might be your temporary settlement, it's your parents home and as an adult, you can't expect to live the same lifestyle as a university student.

On that note, going back to live with your parents as an adult means the dynamic is going to change. Gone are the days of arguing over bedtimes and here are the arguments of who's contributing the most to bottles of friday fizz. Instead of adults and children in the house, you may be going back into a house of all adults, and that is a very different dynamic to the one you left. You may find you get on better than when you were seventeen, so it's not all bad.

There's nothing worse than moving back into a noughties reminder of the life you left behind. A bedroom plastered with 1D posters might be okay for the summer, but you don't want to move back into it as a full-time adult. Take the time when you first move in, to makeover your childhood bedroom. That's the best thing I did to keep me feeling 22 instead of 12.

It's probably on your agenda, but the sooner you get a job, the better. Having a structure to your day, and not being under each others feet day in day out will do wonders to the mood of yourself, and the other members of your family. They've got to get used to you too, and you lazing around whilst they all go out to work will definitely cause a bit of animosity - best to find a purpose as quickly as possible.

If you have a plan, the time is bound to go faster. Being in a kind-of limbo is extremely hard, especially if you're job hunting and don't know how long it's going to take you to find a job. Give yourself goals to help speed the whole thing up, a goal for when you'll get your first job, a goal for how much money you'll put aside each week, and a maximum-time you want to spend living under your parents roof.

Remember, at the end of the day, they're still your parents. However much you may have grown, or however many years it's been, you're still their child. You may have to tell people where you're going after work, or your plans for the weekend, but you also get food on the table, a bed to climb into at the end of the day and people who care enough to worry. So give them a break.

There's a big taboo of moving back in with your parents, but it's the reality a lot of people in their 20's have to face, particularly after university. Sometimes it's the best option, and just remember as hard as it is for you, it'll be hard for them too.

I hope you've all had fantastic weeks!

Love, Alice x

6 November 2017

How to Stay In Touch With Friends When You Move Away

At some point in life, we all have to make an effort with friendship. The number one best thing about university, is the people you meet. But after three or four years of living in each others pockets, it then becomes incredibly hard to imagine a life where they’re not at your side in under five minutes. If you didn’t go to university, you might move away from your town or city and find yourself in the same situation - or, at the very least, your friends might move away themselves. Either way, we all come to a point where not all of our friends surround us the same way they do at school.

Although I haven’t moved around in the same way some of my friends have, I did move when I was 11 to a completely different part of the country and started at a new school. I then moved to (and back from) Italy when I was 18, and spent 4 months in France where I made friends with people who live hundreds of miles away. Not to mention, of course, university. 

Yet despite my moving about, I have always retained my core friendships. I still have my friend Collette who I met when I was three, there’s a group I’m still friends with from school, and I still have strong friendships with the people I met in Italy and France.

The truth is, we have no excuse in the twenty-first century to not pick up our phones and see how each other are. We can use text, Facebook, Whatsapp. You don’t even need a phone call to retain a friendship these days. So the main way I’ve stayed in touch, is literally keeping in touch with them. If you see they’ve had a shitty week, send them a message. If you read something on Twitter which makes you question how they are, give them a call. Keep in contact in the most literal form and you will be able to retain your friendship.

Very much within the same ball park, is making sure it’s a two-way street. Make sure you’re putting in equal effort, and not expecting your friend to do it all. Equally, if you feel like you’re the only one putting in the effort - maybe it’s time to reevaluate. Friendship is a form of relationship and the only way to really make it work is if you’re both putting in an equal amount. This doesn’t actually mean talking 24/7 all of the time. Different friendships work different ways, I have some friends who I talk to every single day and then I have some who I won’t talk to for weeks but each of us will just randomly check in to see the other is doing okay. My best friend and I call each other and basically don’t expect the other to pick up, but whenever we get the chance we call each other back, this can honestly go on for days before one of us finally picks up. But the effort is there, and the love is there and making a friendship work doesn’t mean you need to be stuck together like glue.

Only you will know what kind of friendships you have. The world is a much smaller place now but staying in touch with the people you love still requires work. Being an adult means no more school or seeing people every single day, life is busy and can get in the way, soon enough you’ll end up with half the friends you once had, but all of them 10x stronger. 

I hope you all had wonderful weekends and are enjoying the new blog theme! 

Love, Alice x

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31 October 2017

I'm Moving to Australia

This blog post has been such a long time coming, I've been absolutely giddy with the excitement of finally writing it.

Let's cast our minds back to what happens to be my most popular blog post ever, Why I've Quit My London Job To Move Home. I was completely honest about what was going on in my head for the first time ever, and moving back home is still to me, one of the bravest decisions I've ever made. Weirdly, I feel like that was a bigger step than what's to come, because I literally threw myself backwards. Of course, it depends on how you look at things, and travel and happiness and self-growth to me, is far more important than materialistic steps. But I could've stayed in London, worked my way up in the Public Relations Agency I was working for, invested in a flat, met a boyfriend and truly lived the London dream until I'm 30 and thinking about marriage and babies. That could so easily have been my life and when I'm sat here now, in my childhood bedroom, it sort of blows my mind how close I was. 

And then I breathe a bloody big sigh of relief.

Because I am not that person. Not right now, anyway. And I quit my job and moved home because I wanted to travel, and save money, and when you're spending £890 a month on travel and commuting, you do not have a spare penny to save.

So, I moved home to Dorset, and I realised fairly quickly that whilst moving home was a resort I was willing to take if I wanted to save up to go travelling, if there was another way to do it which would allow me to both travel and save, I would throw myself straight in. 

And at the beginning of October, I secured myself a job in Sydney, Australia which starts in January.

Yup, you read that right.

Your girl is moving to the other side of the world! 

If you followed me during my gap year (kudos if you did, that was a bloody long time ago), you'll know that I was an au pair. An au pair is essentially a nanny, and you live in with the family and help with the kids. Which means you don't pay rent or think too much about your meals. Aka, you don't have many out goings, and you're being paid. Au pairing is the perfect way for me to save money, and gives me the chance to save whilst being on my own adventure. On top of all this, I'll be blogging and vlogging and doing social media bits, which will also help a bit here and there with my finances and give me a bit more towards my travel fund.

I'll be in Sydney for at least 6 months before taking up another job somewhere in Australia, and am giving myself December - March to travel around Australia/NZ and some of Indonesia before I finally come back to the UK for about 3 weeks in March... before going off onto my next adventure.

At 22 I've been lucky enough to live in the UK, Italy and France, so it's probably time to cross a few countries further afield off of my list. 2018 is shaping up to be fantastic, and I am SO excited to see what the next couple of years has in store, the people I'll be meeting and the things I will see. 

My content might be a bit more geared towards travel for obvious reasons, but I'm sure I'll still be writing some deep life perspective posts too.

As always, thank you for your eternal support, it means the WORLD.


28 October 2017

Happy Fourth Birthday Alice's Antics

Last month, this little internet space turned four years old. FOUR! And tying in very nicely with the 'celebration', I decided Alice's Antics needed an updo, so THANK you Kotryna Bass for this perfect blog design. I hope you all love it as much as I do!

The last year has been a bit of a mad one, hasn't it? I would easily say it's not been my most frequent experience of blogging, but it is the one where my blog has reached the most people and made the most impact. I decided last September I wanted to blog about things which matter to me, no matter how hard they might be to write about, and write things which I would want to hear from other people. And I like to think, I've managed to achieve that this year. We've had to grab our snorkels a couple of times for the bloody deep stuff I churn out, but a number of those posts have had massive responses and it makes my heart so warm to know people are connecting with what I'm writing.

I've written a bit about my Autumn Goals (it might even nearly be time for my autumn ones!) but I have a few more goals to add which are entirely blog-related.

I want to post more regularly
In a dream world, I'd be posting Monday-Friday, but at the moment I'm going to dedicate myself to 3x per week for now and see how it goes. I feel like I put a lot of pressure on myself because I see so many other bloggers putting out content daily, but I hope to be also working full time, and finding time to blog alongside work is like a giant puzzle, trying to piece your time together!

I want to up my photography game
I do have my eye on the Canon G7X Mark II, the goddess of blogging and vlogging cameras. I'm thinking it may fall into my clasp on Black Friday in November. I can't really justify spending the whole amount when I'm trying to save up money to go travelling etc, but I could easily be persuaded if the price drops a little bit.

I want to create social media goals
I'm trying to find an overall social media goal for this time next year, but I can't seem to decide on one. So let's go for it and say I'd love 2000 followers on all of my social media by September 2018! I actually have over 4000 of you reading this, so it shouldn't be too hard, but you never know with these things!

I realised the other day that 2013, my self-acclaimed 'favourite year', will be five years ago in January. And with that in mind, I decided 2018 would be my next favourite year. It's already shaping up to look very good, so more on that soon!

I hope you all like the new blog design and are have had the best weekends. THANK YOU for clicking on Alice's Antics, whether this is your first post ever, or you've been here since the beginning, it means the world.

Love, Alice x

24 October 2017

10 Choices I've Made Which Would Surprise My 16 Year Old Self

It's 6 years since I turned 16. And to be honest, I'm not even 100% sure what I did for it. At fifteen I had a party and a meal... and 16, well, who knows? What I do remember about 16 in general is that I was pretty much any other 16 year old: 'full' of knowledge and desperate to grow up. A month after I turned 16 I had my disaster of a prom *shudder*, which was definitely a turning point for me, and then I joined sixth form, where I met most of my still-best friends. The great ones who you can call up at 3am after 6 months of barely talking. My 16 year old self may have thought she knew herself through and through, but twenty two year old me is only just scratching the surface. 

1) I went to University: It wasn't for another year that I even contemplated going to university, and then it took me 10 lots of applications before I found the uni I was happy to go to. BUT, it was honestly the best decision I've ever made. My gap year and my three years at university were the best four years of my life, and I'm so lucky to say I don't have a single regret.

2) I cut my hair: LOL, I'm not sure if this is quite the groundbreaking decision, but my hair has always been a shield. Bad face day? No worries, my long dark hair would distract from it. I loved having long hair, so my decision in 2015 and then again this summer to cut my hair into a grazing-the-shoulder bob, was a big one. And although both times now, I've had post-cut regret, I'm still kind of glad I did it because my hair is looking a hell of a lot healthier for it.

3) I quit the London job: To be quite honest, 21 year old me didn't think this would happen. But it has, and I did, and not a single person has told me I've made a mistake. All I've heard from friends and family is how brave I am, which although I'm not sure I'd use that word, it was definitely a daunting decision. But thank goodness I did, I know if I'd stuck it out I'd just ended up resenting my job more and more.

4) I'm still living in Dorset: A shock for everyone, let alone 16 year old me. My friend even said to me, 'I thought you'd never come back'. Well, here I am. May it be short and sweet, but good for the soul.

5) I'm single: Would we call this a choice? Maybe not, but with everything going on in my life, the last thing I want at the moment is somebody else to think about, and it would definitely have made my selfish life choices a lot harder. When you're in your twenties it's so easy to date somebody for convenience and just because they're there, but my decision not to do this is another sign of growing up.

6) I'm not going to be a journalist: Turns out, journalism is not for me. I thought it was going to be my career for a very long time, and although I LOVE writing (hence this lil' internet space), I don't want to be a journalist. This may have also been ever so slightly due to one too many chick flicks.

7) I like red wine: WTF????? I didn't like red wine until I was 20. And now, it's basically the only wine I'll drink.  Is this the definition of growing up? Maybe.

8) I've stopped singing: This is something I actually want to pick back up again. When I was 16, singing was my life. I was singing and playing guitar at weddings, local festivals, busking, and the odd pub. It was always a hobby rather than a profession but I couldn't imagine a life where people didn't know I could sing. Fast forward a few years, and apart from the odd hour in my bedroom, my guitar stays in its case. It's probably about time I picked it up again, eh?

9) I've broken friendships on my own terms: This is a huge one. Bloody massive. 16 year old me was, to be frank, a melt. Ruled and walked over by other girls, I would give anything to just be accepted. I've now realised the toxicity of some friendships and the importance of moving onwards and understanding change. I mostly grew up with other girls dictating the rules of friendship, and 16 year old me was very far from understanding that one loyal friend is better than twenty unloyal popular ones.

10) I'm NOT ready for marriage and kids: Hahahahahahaha. Ha. When I was 16, my life plan was marriage and kids by approximately 25. Which gives me less than three years to find a husband and baby daddy. It didn't go to plan, and thank goodness for that.

Isn't it funny how much the reality of life as you live it doesn't add up to the expectations? Despite knowing my 16 year old self would be surprised at these life choices, I personally don't regret a single one of them.

I hope you're having a lovely week! I have a new vlog over on my Youtube tonight at 7pm!

Love, Alice x

Why I Quit My London Job To Move Home
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22 Lessons You Should Know By 22
My Turning Point in Self Confidence

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13 October 2017

My Top 5 Binge Worthy TV Shows

I don't know about you, but one of my favourite things about this time of year, is knowing you can snuggle up every evening with a cuppa and be guilt-free, because the weather is terrible. In my opinion, it's the perfect excuse to start a TV/Netflix Series, and it's the reason there's so much bloody good telly on it at the moment. Because for the first time in 6 months, we're ready to hibernate again under blankets, equipped with hot chocolate and a fantastic drama. And here I am, to tell you about what I've been obsessing over recently.

Outlander (2 Seasons + Currently Airing Season 3)
If you spend anymore than a couple of hours with me, you'll reach a point where I ask you 'have you watched Outlander'. There are honestly no WORDS to describe how great this drama is. It revolves around Claire a nurse in WWII, who is in Scotland with her husband to rekindle their marriage in a post-war era. Some crazy stuff happens, Claire finds herself in the middle of the 1740's Jacobite Uprising, and meets the best looking man in all the world in this 18th century time warp. Cue a lot of sex, war, grand balls and mud huts, it has absolutely everything. I introduced it to my two housemates, who became obsessed and introduced it to their friends, and now a LOT of people are obsessed with it. It's fantastic. I should really write a blog post on that alone.

How to Get Away With Murder (3 Seasons)
Once you get over seeing Harry Potter's Dean Thomas out of his Gryffindor robes, HTGAWM is a rollercoaster ride. Revolving around the INCREDIBLE Queen that is Viola Davis, a lawyer and lecturer, and five of her students, each episode revolves around a different case, whilst there's one continuing plot line of who killed the body shown in the flash forward in the first episode. Season 1 & 3 are incredible, with a slight dip in Season 2, but none the less, it's well worth your time, if not just for Viola Davis' incredible acting.

Jane the Virgin (3 Seasons + Season 4 out on Oct 13)
Let's lighten up this party shall we? Jane the Virgin is, alongside Outlander, my other favourite show on television. Adapted from the Venezuelan show of the same name, it will honestly have you laughing and crying within minutes. What the bloody hell do you do if you're artificially inseminated with your boss's baby by his sister? A question none of us hope to ever find out - but Jane does. The humour is on point, and it is honestly a work of art. (#TeamRaphael)

Designated Survivor (1 Season + Currently Airing Season 2)
I recommended Designated Survivor to my friend Charley the other night, and we said we'd watch the first episode... 5 episode's later, and it was 2am and we were STILL watching it. Appealing largely to the political side of me, it's a big budget Netflix own, which centres around Tom Kirkman, who finds himself nominated as the designated survivor during the State of the Union, and what happens when on that same night, Capital Hill is blown up, and Kirkman is sworn in as president of the United States. It's bloody dramatic and with so many cliffhangers, I highly recommend you watch it with a full day ahead of you, so you don't find yourself up at 5am still glued to the screen.

Broadchurch (3 Seasons)
If you haven't heard of Broadchurch - where have you been? I'm partially biased because it's filmed and centred around one of my local beaches, HOWEVER, it is also the defining ITV drama. The one that people are like 'X was good, but not quite Broadchurch.' When the first season aired, you could not go anywhere without somebody mentioning it, and it remains one of the best dramas I've ever watched. After a child dies in a small Dorset town, you're left to guess what happened, and who did it. You will guess EVERYONE, and it's only 6 episodes per season - easily a weekender surely? 

I hope you find a lil' something to spend your autumn evenings watching! If you have any suggestions of what to watch, I am always all ears!

Love, Alice x 

10 October 2017

Why a Support System is Vital for Mental Health #WMHD

So here's the thing, my self confidence post went down a treat. And I was scheduled (yes, scheduled, you can tell I'm unemployed because I'm scheduling), to write a blog post tomorrow on my autumn fashion wishlist. But today, it is World Mental Health Day, and after a long old chat with Kitty about the importance of a support system and how it can make the world of difference to your mental health, I decided this post needed to be written, and when better to write it? Fashion can wait. *clicks fingers in a Z*.

If you did happen to read yesterday's blog post, you'll know that I attributed a lot of my self confidence to my friends and the people around me. Because, although you're the only one who can make the final call, the energy and support of the people around you are going to affect how you think about yourself.

A lot of mental health issues still carry a stigma which some, and I stress some, people over the age of 40 will always brush off. They'll say it's a phase, or that until something drastic happens, you'll be just fine. And this is a huge problem with young people going to their parents/guardians or trusted adults, because people who need help, aren't given it. People with eating disorders aren't told to go to the Doctor until their bones start showing, and those who confide they have depression aren't given any help until someone notices scars on their arms. And a large reason for that, is confiding to the wrong people, or feeling like you don't have anyone to confide to.

A huge part in growing as a person, is recognising the person, or people, who will help you grow. The ones who you can talk to and won't diminish what you say, or compare it to their troubles. Those who will listen. Sometimes it's important to seek professional help, but other times, you need a glass of wine and somebody who will listen and validate what you're going through.

For me, I had all sorts of problems in my teens. Stemming from very real things and encounters and issues which manifested in my mid-teens and I didn't escape from until I was 19. In school, I would confide secrets in 'friends' only to have them repeated to me by practically strangers in the corridor days later. At sixth form (final two years of education) I began to find people I really could trust, and steadily I began to find a support system. Cue 2014 Alice, who after finishing school and travelling a little, felt completely ready to take on 7 months alone in Italy. And guess what? Everything came crashing back down. For the first 2 months I had no friends and no mental health whatsoever, and I was so determined to succeed and stay out there, because I wanted to be the brave person everyone thought I was, that I did stick it out. Eventually I did meet people, but the first couple of months in Italy were two of the hardest of my life, and I will never forget the difference that having just two people I could talk to made. Fast forward three years of university, and I finally feel like the person everybody always thought I was, I'm writing blogs on being self confident for goodness sake.

There is nothing worse than feeling like you're alone. And that feeling of loneliness often comes from either past experiences of being swept under the carpet like it doesn't exist, or because it seems impossible to grasp that everyone has problems, when everyone seems so functional compared to you. Finding your person, your people, is what brings the change about. It makes a world of difference. Whether it's your mum, or your best friend, your partner or a professional, knowing you can share everything with someone is one of the most important parts of overcoming mental health problems. Just always remember it's important to be that person for other people too.

Love, Alice x

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