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Why do I blog – day 31 blog challenge

First of all I was really busy this week with my SEO course so I didn’t have time to blog and I decided to skip the last few days entries.

Day 26 – I already posted an old photo of me on day 10

Day 27 – I don’t have a favourite recipe, because I don’t cook. I’m afraid I’ll set the whole house on fire.

Day 28 – I’m not really sure what I am looking for or was looking for. Maybe the weekend?

Day 29 – I’ve only traveled to some places in South Africa – never abroad. We usually go to Port Elizabeth and Uitenhage once a year, because my family is based there.

Day 30 – I don’t have a make up bag because I don’t wear make up. I only have foundation – and I despise it! I only use it to hide my shame of skin picking.

Day 31 Why do I blog?

It gives me hope. I think my blog has saved me. I don’t know how I would have survived this year without it. I’m so glad I started a blog.

It also gives me a space where I can write and share my interests.

My blog motivates me to write. About anything.

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The best thing that happened this year – day 22 blog challenge

Answer: My blog!

If you were to tell me last year I will start a blog I would have laughed at you and called you a liar.  I wasn’t always keen on the idea of having a blog.  Maybe because I thought my life is too boring to write about (I still do).

But I have no regrets! I love my blog SO much!  I don’t know how I would have survived without it.

The fact that I now have 33 followers is a bonus. Thanks for liking and reading my blog.

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A difficult time in your life – day 20 blog challenge

Whenever my depression gets the better of me: that is the most difficult times in my life.

I had a difficult time in school – especially in primary school. I cried a lot in my last year at primary because I didn’t have any friends and I was very unpopular.

In my second last year in high school (Gr.11) I had a huge nervous breakdown. I just started crying and I couldn’t stop. I cried non-stop all through the weekend. Nothing could cheer me up. I felt especially bad for my parents. My mom sent me to a psychiatrist that subscribed me some anti-depressants. I’m still on them although it used to be 1 and a half each day. Now I’m down to 1.

I had my second huge nervous breakdown a month ago when I was yet again rejected for a job. I started to believe that I’ll never get a job and I’ll never be good enough. I fell into a very deep abyss and it was hard to get out of that one. I haven’t entirely recovered from it yet.

At least I have this great digital copy writing intern program that I officially started today. For 3 months. The guy/boss called me today if I might be willing to relocate in six months time. Not set in stone but there’s definitely hope for the future 🙂