I never thought I would be one of those cliche people, who when they got to University would begin questioning who they really were, and who they were really meant to be.
I have been at University for just over a month now, and already I have made some big mistakes, that have got me questioning what kind of person I really am. I never thought I would make the mistakes I have; I never thought I would be the girl I see myself becoming, and it terrifies me.
My Mum used to always say to me that Univeristy was a time for change, a time for growing and discovery. I always used to laugh it off as one of those cliche sayings every parent tells their child before they go off to University, but now I am wondering whether may be she was right.
Confusion is something I am feeling constantly, something that swirls around inside me and makes me feel nauseous and stops me from eating. I keep wondering when things will fall into place, or even how to make them fall into place. I can't go on feeling like I am forever, I feel as if that were to happen I would just wither away. I don't know whether I am supposed to be riding it out, or actively grabbing life by the balls and screaming 'To fuck with it!!'
They say that with adulthood comes responsibility, but what if I am not ready? What if I want to turn back the clocks and go back to much simpler times, where I knew where I was going, who I was, and who I wanted to be. I always wanted to be a hero, and I used to beleive that one day a would be; someone brave, kind and honest, who everyone looked up to in awe. But now I feel that I can never be the hero, I feel rotten, rotten to my core, and more like Hades than Hercules. And the thing about heroes, is yeh, they have a rough time, but they always pull through in the end, where as the Hades of this world sink into oblivion.
I feel trapped, I feel alone, and I feel so terribly confused. I feel as if not knowing who I am or who I want to be is like going through life in denial. Trying to avoid the inevitable, trying to hide from life itself. I never thought University would make me question myself so much. I knew it would change me, I knew it would be tough, but I never knew it would make me doubt myself. Make me question everything I was and everything I had come to be. And until I figure out who I am, until I untaggle the webs of confusion that seem to spread throughout my entire body, I will continue to free fall.
And that's the problem. Although the falling is nerve wracking and confusing, it is the landing that hurts. The realisation once you hit the ground. And that is what I am truely afraid of. That when I land, I won't recognise myself, I won't know who I have become, or be what I once was. And it is that, that truely hurts.
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I love York, and have visited quite a few times. It is about two hours drive from my home, whilst only being an hours drive from my Grandparents, so I can nip over for a Sunday Roast whenever I have a craving!
Currently my living room and bedroom are piled high with boxes, clothes and books, whilst I try to pack and decide what take. I can't wait to explore York's medival and cobbled streets more, and become an honorary Yorkian (not sure that is even a word...). Yet at the same time, I'm terrified, as I am such a home body, and suffering from anxiety makes going to clubs and parties all the harder.
But I am hoping that for the most part University will help with my anxiety issues, and to grow as a person, and if anyone has any reccomendations on great places to eat/drink/shop in York, then let me know!
- 200g of Dark Chocolate
- 175g of Unsalted Butter
- 325g of Caster Sugar
- 130g of Plain Flour
- 3 Eggs
- Icing Sugar to sprinkle on top
- Line a large square baking tray with greaseproof paper, and preheat the oven to 170C/325F/Gas Mark 3.
- Melt the chocolate and the butter together over the hob in a heat proof bowl.
- Once the chocolate and butter is smooth and glossy, add to the sugar and stir well.
- Sieve the flour into the chocolate and sugar mixture slowly, making sure it remains smooth.
- Add the eggs one at a time, incorporating fully each time until thick.
- Tip the mixture into your lined baking tray, making sure to not over fill, and pop into the oven for 30-35 minutes until browned but still slightly squidgy inside.
One of the things I love about visiting Lincoln, is that all my responsibilities don't matter. I can spend my days lying in, cooking dinner with my boyfriend and playing Monopoly for four hours straight. There is a small moor/park a few minutes walk from Andrew's house, where ponies roam around next to guys playing football, and dogs playing fetch.
Moving to York means I am one hour closer to Lincoln, and have a whole lot more opportunities to visit and explore the city more. Just as I was walking to catch the train I spotted a whole hoard of home interior stores, so more exploring is definitely needed!!
I have found recently that people have different ways of dealing with their grief. For some, like my father, who go about their daily lives as normal, coping with their feelings of loss by keeping themselves busy and living their lives is the best way. Then there are those among us who vocalise their feelings, talk about them, cry about them, wear them on their face becasue the pain of loss is too much for them to hide. Then there are those like myself, who throw themselves into caring for the people whose loss is the greatest. I never feel as if I can grieve, for someone elses loss is greater than my own, it happens everytime, it was their mother, their father, their only parent, my sister only had my grandmother for 11 years, as opposed to my 17 years.
On Thursday we lost my Uncle suddenly, a middle aged man who just dropped down dead. The shock of it shook all of us, but my first thoughts were of my cousins, who had lost their father, and of my Aunt, who had lost her husband. And as we travelled down to take care of them, to console them and help them in any way they desired, I panicked. For how do you console someone whose loss is that great, is that sudden and all consuming. Then there was the guilt I felt for my fear, they had lost their father, their husband, and yet I was panicking on how to act and behave. But on arrival I learnt, all people need is someone to talk to, they do need your sympathys, but more than anything they do not want your pity. They do not want you to don black, stop everything and enter that all consuming grief they are feeling: that is what funerals are for. I learnt that the best way to help someone is to just be normal, don't treat them differently than you ever would just because they have lost someone. Yes, allow them to break down and cry and feel grief when they need to, but most of the time they need somone there to distract them from themselves and their thoughts. If they allow themselves to be eaten away by their own grief, then they too will fall into darkness.
Maybe one day, hopefully a long way down the road, it will be my turn to grieve and let other people help me, teach me that life can go on, not in the same way, but a new and different way. God forbid I ever loose a husband, and parent or a soul mate, then it will be my turn to grieve, and that is what family are for. But for now I am going to be here for my family, for my cousins who lost a father, my Aunt who lost her husband, and for my cousins Grandmother who lost her only child. That is where I am needed, and that is where I shall be.
YOU WILL NEED:
- One large shallot (or two medium sized ones)
- 2 garlic cloves
- Arborio Rice
- White Wine
- 600ml or so of chicken stock
- Parmesan cheese
- Pot of white or red crab meat
- Packet of cray fish tails
- Finely cut the shallots and add to olive oil, sweat till golden.
- Put your stock in a pan and allow to warm through on a low heat.
- Add your crushed garlic cloves and cook for another minute.
- Add Arborio Rice (I usually add three handfuls per person).
- Coat the rice in the olive oil (add more if neccesary) and leave to cook, stirring occasionally to make sure it doesn't stick to the pan.
- After 5-10 minutes turn the heat on high and add the white wine (just enough to cover the rice). Fry off the alcohol, making sure the rice does not stick to the pan.
- Turn the heat back down and begin to add the chicken stock, a few ladles at a time.
- Watch and stir the rice and stock occasionally, again making sure the rice doesn't stick. Once rice starts to stick, add more stock, and repeat until you've run out of stock.
- Your rice should have absorbed the wine and stock and be a lot thicker in consistency. After you have added the last ladle or two of stock, contiue to cook and stir until there is just a little bit of stock left with the rice, which should have a gloopy consistency.
- Add around 125g of mascorpone, stirring until it is all incorporated into the rice.
- Finely great some parmesan and add 3-4 generous handfuls. You can add more if you want a really cheesy flavour, but this may overpower the crab.
- Finely chop a few handfuls of parsely.
- Throw in the parsely, crab meat and crayfish tails and stir until incorporated. It is important not to stir too vigorously at this stage, as you do not want to break the crab meat up too much.
- Season to your taste and serve with a sprinkling of parsely.
Serve with bread (I have gone with some Rosemary and Sea Salt Focaccia ) and a glass of wine.