In the words of Hannah Montana, everybody makes mistakes, everyone has those days.
I have been having one of those days for the best part of a week. It's a recurring theme for me, I will feel great and organised and productive for a while until I physically cannot handle anymore, and then I just want to cry and sleep until I feel better.
I don't deal well with stress. I never have, and I probably never will. But stress is now a part of my life, whether I want it or not. And that's okay. I am trying to deal with things better. And it works sometimes. But it sometimes doesn't work, and do you know what? I'm okay with that.
I take solace in the fact that in four years time (three if you're going to be pedantic) I will have a degree in Marketing, and I can do whatever I like with that degree. I can work in a business doing marketing, doing PR for a company, I could be teaching, I could be doing whatever I like.
Things do get better, and I know that in a few months time, I'll be done with my first year of university, I'll be one step closer to my dream job, and I'd honestly deal with all of the hard work and stress if it meant that I'd get my dream job.
There's such an emphasis on self-care and "if you've had a bad day, then eat lots and drink wine". That's not always the solution. Sometimes we need to have bad days to get sh*t done, some days you need to look at a bad day as a way to tell yourself that you don't ever want that again and to get your act together.
Things will get better for me, but this week has been more of a lesson. Do your work, eat your vegetables and don't settle for anything less than the best.
Remember, you have as many hours in a day as Beyonce.