Failure | An Update

Well, I just wanted to say hello and talk to you for a while. If you haven’t noticed, I was pretty much gone for a little while now. My last post was ten days ago, but even the two I posted then were planed and already done. Before that were 10 more days in which I didn’t post anything on here. Even though that might not sound like a whole lot, it feels like eternity to me. I feel like a failure because I actually do love this thing here.

If you wanna hear me ramble about different things in my life and things regarding reading now, you may read on. See, I haven’t finished any book yet this month. Which means that I am quite behind on my reading in general. I am listening to 1Q84 at the moment, but other than that I haven’t done a lot of reading. In a community this lovely and productive I still feel like a failure although I probably shouldn’t have to.

Uni started again. And it is hard, let me tell you. I feel so stupid most of the time because I just don’t get it. It’s mostly group projects so that is stressful as well. I love going to university, it’s just the right thing for me. I wanna learn and I am willing to invest my time. I just cannot cope that well with the amount of stress it gives me sometimes.

Another thing that happened is that my lovely best friend, who is an amazing bookseller and loves books just as much as I do, discovered my blog. I feared the day that this would happen because as I mentioned, I have not told anyone that I know in real life about this blog.

Why didn’t I know my best friend had such an amazing book blog? This is bookseller approved material right here, girl.
(We gotta talk about this.)
Like seriously how can you not tell your best friend, who is a bookseller, that you are famous?

I am proud that she likes it, but it still is a little awkward.

Currently I am starting one personal project after the other, which also takes a lot of time. At the moment I am playing the Minimalism Game. Decluttering is so enjoyable and helping me focus on more important things than just material possessions. In order to get more productive and creative as well, I started a bullet journal and found inspiration all over the internet.

I am honest, open and shameless, blushless. Whatever it is that you wanna know, I will tell you most of the time. I do not mind not particularly having secrets. And I don’t know if this is appropriate, but I think that most of you won’t read this anyway. So, I have started taking anti-depressants around a month ago. This is all so new to me, I am overwhelmed by my feelings but I am feeling lots and lots better. That is also part of why I haven’t been reading that much.

Please tell me, how have you all been?