Negative Nancy

Let's face it. I am a Negative Nancy. I am able to turn any situation negatively. About a month ago, my boyfriend told me about this great restaurant he had been to. He wasn't even able to tell me how the food was delicious and what he had chosen to eat that I started ranting.

 I told him about the girl who worked there who I thought was a superficial attention-seeker (when I did get to know her, I realized how mistaken I was). I told him how I did not like her and all the instances she had hurt me. Side note: I talked to my sister about it and she said the same thing about not wanting to eat there.

He stopped me there.

Self-care. Self-love.

I’ve been feeling down in the dumps lately. In a previous post, I mentioned how hard it is for me to be held back. I realize I’m being redundant here but bear with me.

I decided to take matters into my own hands. I decided to take care of myself.

Caring for yourself comes through many different forms. Somethings work for others while some don’t. 

To get you inspired here’s what works for me.

Ups and Downs

Ups and downs. Everyone goes through them, right? 

I can experience major mood swings in a single day.

My day can start marvellously with so much energy and I can feel ready to conquer the world. And then, oops, one bad thing happens and it all goes downhill from there.


Take, for instance, a few days ago, when I was helping my friend move out. I was all pepped out in the morning. I did some reading, I caught up on some school work and I actually ate breakfast!

Sorority

Unbeknownst to you, I was a part of two sororities that shall remain nameless.

When I first started studying in Ottawa, I wanted to fit in. Starting off in Political Science classes with around 75 students was overbearing and made it hard for me to make friends.

2012: Student Protest

2012. The year that proved to me that students can change the face of politics.

It all started in 2007. It was my first year of College. I got involved in my student association and became Club's Coordinator. Until then, I had been living in my happy bubble. My parents were struggling financially but they were paying for my tuition and all of my textbooks. I didn't realize how lucky I was...