I read somewhere that floating therapy was all the rage to combat stress and anxiety, so I floated for an hour at The Floatworks in Vauxhall. Here’s what I thought about it. My mental health If you follow my blog you probably know I have anxiety, depression, PTSD and that I’m a cocktail of egomania and … More Floating therapy at The Floatworks
A few things happened this week that helped me reflect on my anxiety diagnosis. So naturally, in pure millennial fashion, I’m gonna post my mindfucks on social media. The great thing about having your own blog is that you can justify writing just about anything. Had interesting thoughts while smoking weed? BLOG POST. Bought cool … More My anxiety diagnosis
Will the pizza man think I’m dumb if I ask for parmigiana pizza? Can I be a pole dancer and a lecturer? Is butter a carb? These are all perfectly unreasonable questions you lose sleep over if you have anxiety. So why not add: “How do I perform at a competition when I’m already drowning … More The anxious chick’s guide to performing
In the past two years, my skin has been dealing major blows to my confidence. This post is about what being comfortable in my skin means. It deals with acne, self-confidence, skincare and make-up and how caring a little more has given me a lot back. Good Skin Up until about two years ago, I … More Comfortable in My Skin: Skincare, Make-Up and Confidence
If you’ve spoken to me at least a few times, you probably know I enjoy fucking myself in the head with the pros and cons of social media. You know, soul- and time-sucking, fake identities and addiction vs. space to share your thoughts or to show off your pole moves you’re so proud about, that … More Why I Disconnect
I couchsurfed and travelled across the world, from London to the USA, from Australia to Asia, but sometimes nothing feels so great as being home. Especially if your homeland looks like the island of Sardinia. Here are a few shots of some of the most beautiful areas in Southern Italy. Golfo Di Orosei The Orosei … More Golfo di Orosei: playing tourist in my homeland
So here I am, back home in Sardinia for the summer before heading to London for a PhD in Criminology. My year in Australia has been wonderful, unexpected, challenging. Still, I went there with a bunch of expectations that… well… were not very realistic. Because I want to prepare you, here’s my expectation vs. reality … More A year in Australia: Expectations vs. Reality
What if I go on holiday and I don’t have fun? What if something goes wrong?What if the pizza man thinks my voice sounds dumb? These are all perfectly useless questions I have been asking myself and the poor friends and family who’ve bothered coping with my anxiety since 1992 (or when I began talking, … More Where an anxious chick goes on holiday
I flew into Hong Kong with FlyScoot on a Sunday evening, after spending over three hours on my plane from Singapore. It was one of those occasions where the flight was on time, the passport check went seamlessly and without too long a queue, my luggage arrived in a second. What could possibly go wrong, … More Hong Kong Island Shangri-La: Heaven on the 56th floor
In Italian we have a saying stating that whatever you do for New Year’s, you’re going to do it for the entire year. Call it superstition, but for me it has really been true. Here’s a balance of my 2016 in travel and (if you care) in life. I caught the travel bug at birth, … More My 2016 was all over the place
