I recently posted a photo on Instagram about being half way to 30 – I’ve not thought about being half way to anything since I was 17 1/2 and DESPERATE to go clubbing…wishing my days away. This time it’s not the same feeling – but why?
My good friend Becci is probably one of the strongest people I know, outwardly she’s always been super confident, kick ass and totally up for anything. I love her because she’s brilliantly funny, quick witted and doesn’t live life in the slow lane.
But until recently I didn’t realise the daily struggle she’s experiencing in dealing with the constant pain of an ongoing back injury. Long term pain is something a lot of people live with, but the toll it takes on your body and your mind is a real concern and speaking to her recently I felt her story should be shared. I’m sure she’s not alone!
Becci is the first guest writer for Inside the Oyster, and I hope to incorporate many more experiences, stories and insights from my lovely pool of talented and amazing friends and family.
This is her story…in her own words
It’s World Mental Health Day, which inspired me to write about something I feel quite passionate about…our complex noggins!
It really is a sign of the times that today in my office we all wore different hats (cat ears, crowns, shark heads and beanies), to raise money and show support for this day and the importance of good mental well-being. A few years ago most companies would only celebrate Red Nose Day, but now – finally – mental health is making it into the norm, making it into the mainstream. All be it slowly!
Of course, I’m talking about the girl who got stuck in a window whilst trying to dispose of a poo that wouldn’t flush…whilst on a first date…in her date’s bathroom. Panic stations!
A recent Stylist article about our deep-rooted work ethic in the UK got me thinking about ‘flexappeal’ and how our day jobs are dictating our lives.
80’s babies are probably the last in a dying breed of those whose parents worked ‘a job for life’, leaving school and getting a job which would support them until retirement, if they gave it their undivided attention. They worked hard and they told us kids to do the same, if we wanted to have more than they did growing up.
Since my pack lunch days I’ve been instilled with the belief that if you work hard, you reap the rewards. So I worked myself silly at school and Uni trying to be the best I could whilst battling dyslexia and a deep-bedded hatred for anything involving numbers.
The reward of all that was landing my first job in PR, and all the joys which come with being an inexperienced tadpole in that kind of shark tank. See earlier posts on that very subject…
Eight years and six agencies later, I’m earning OK and thankful for it, but still none the wiser on what truly makes me happy or rewarded in life. Is that normal?
Not to be confused with the mile high club (which is infinitely more fun to join and unless you get caught/preggas, carries fairly minimal risk). The first time buyers club doesn’t come with a plush card, a suite of benefits, freebies or exclusive access to a posh bar.
It comes with approx a 35 year contract and the threat of rising interest rates and repossession should you fail to make your repayments….which leads many to ask…why the HELL do it then? Most of Europe don’t bother…
Hopefully I’m not the only one who gets scared about the uncertainty of life sometimes, if I am then this will mostly be a self-help guide. However, my instinct tells me that actually a lot of us are scared a lot of the time.
As a (late) 20 something, these are just some of the fears I have floating about in my head on any given day…
A topic of this scale is far too big for my brain to handle but this week’s events have led me to ask myself the question ‘how will we know when the world has finally spun completely out of control?’
For me and I expect for most people with UC, each morning brings a series of firsts and the nervousness that comes with them.
Let me explain:
- The first poo or loo visit – Will it hurt? Will there be blood?
- The first few hours of the morning – Will there be cramps? Or bloating? Or urgency?
- The first meals of the day – Will there be cramps? Pain or sickness and anxiety?
Not the ‘leap out of bed and sing to the birds through the window’ style of morning which I’m sure we’d all love, but none the less – a day without any of those signals is as good as any.
Despite the many similarities between men and women, and the equal strengths and qualities of both sexes – it would seem that science is highlighting one challenge us girls have yet to overcome…anxiety. Studies show that women are naturally disposed to panic and worry, more so than our male counterparts (on the whole at least). But why?