Despite this, as I was in the uber on the way to the airport with my mum this morning, I didn’t quite know if I needed to sing with joy or vomit.
For these two weeks, I literally felt depressed. Not seriously, but I really didn’t feel myself. It could have been a mixture of other things, but I also think that my diet heavily contributed towards feeling pretty down.
Even if you’re not perfect and make mistakes, that’s OK. They’ll appreciate you trying.
But it’s all of these little experiences, good and bad, that help you to become a better and stronger person. To be resilient, motivated, dedicated, strong and accepting of yourself and others around you.
The key is to look at everything as if it was the first time.