Long time no talk. So I graduated from uni with a 2.1 in Food with Nutrition BSc. The last year has been filled with stress, long days, sleepless nights but also a lot of fun. I'm glad it's over but also loved my time at Bath Spa. I'm now staying in Bath to find a job in Public Health/Community Nutrition and currently work full time at a cafe to make ends meet. In terms of health? I'm now making a point of being active, if I can't push myself to get my trainers on and go for a run then I will push myself to walk to and from work (1 hour 40 mins total). I've lost a little weight since uni ended, but I won't weight myself. I'm not ready for that yet. This brings me on to mental health. It's an uphill struggle but I suppose it always will be. Part of the reason I keep myself busy (at uni I worked 14 hours a week and volunteered once a week on top of my studies) is because I know how easy it is for me to slip back into old habits. We don't yet have the Internet at the new house, so I'm filling my spare time with building furniture, cleaning and unpacking. However the past few days have been tough. Graduation was a time in my life that I always envisioned being "perfect", both the occasion and myself. And when you are painfully aware you gained weight during uni, it's hard not to feel less than enough. For the most part I put this at the back of my mind, a celebration of my hard work and achievements at university should not be overshadowed by anything. I went out with my friends on Friday to celebrate, it was a great night up until the point that a friend told me she had looked through my Facebook pictures and that 2 years ago I was "such a skinny thing" and I "looked so skinny and pretty". She said that I was "like her, skinnier a few years ago and gained a lot of weight". I shrugged it off and said people gain weight sometimes but uni is over now so I'm starting to lose some. She didn't say it to be mean but I can't stop thinking about it. I cried myself to sleep last night. You can spend years learning to like yourself again but all it takes is something stupid like this and you feel at square one again. So here's to sorting my head out again! And remembering my value is so much more than a number or how skinny I looked in a picture 2 years ago.
