Elle C

My last Science of Voices blog post; rejection, myself and happiness.

So here it is, the follow up post to my post on rejection. Two weeks into January I was actually panicking I would have nothing to say to you, which is a strange feeling because rejection was what I had avoided for my entire life and now I was trying to get rejected and coming up a bit blank. I had asked a guy out and he had said yes, only for me to end it, I had proposed three PhD’s to…

I have written about some fairly tough subjects on here, so honestly I am not sure anyone is going to believe that this was the hardest to write, because it just makes me cringe. So cringe I wrote this before Christmas and I have just being sitting on it. Rejection. And my total and utter flaming huge massive fear of it. I mean, Harry Potter can battle Lord Voldemort, time turn, and face dragons…

Impostor Syndrome; Posing as Me.

I think one of the reason we love movies that involve swapping into another body, a child miraculously becoming adult overnight and similar is because everyone at some point in their life feels like that they are in a place that they don’t deserve to be, or in a place where they are expected to be doing something that they are unsure that they can achieve. This feeling is called impostor…

Why I am not ashamed to be SAD; me and the winter blues.

** I AM BACK ** One of the most amazing and beautiful parts of standing up and saying “I have depression and anxiety” is the amazing people I have around me who can come to me and say “I am struggling”, and who I can go to as well. To them all I am so grateful, both for sharing their experiences with me, and giving me a safe space. This is why I am writing again, because the amount of people who…

Pretty Hurts- saying no to Mr Nice Guy. #effyourbeautystandards #feminist #flawless #radicalselflove

**DISCLAIMER- My ex boyfriend, and my other ex’s in this article are, unless otherwise stated, lovely men, albeit subjected to societies notion of female beauty**

Trigger warning; abuse, controlling relationships, sexual abuse.

This article is also concentrating mainly on cis, hetronormative relationships. Please feel free to discuss other relationship, genders and anything else in the…

Take good care of yourself; depression, selfcare and managing yourself before therapy. #depression #anxiety #selfcare

Sometimes in life  you have a difficult time but one that, however hard, affirms that you are moving, however slowly, in the right direction. Once upon a time, if the last month had happened to me, I would have probably been an emotional mess trying to get reassurance from everyone that I am not a horrible person, and I would have probably ended up forgiving someone for something I didn’t want to…

Class of 2014.

On January the 1st, remarkably less trashed than in previous years on this day, I awoke and looked on the various social media and general media in my life. Amidst the good wishes, embarrassing pictures, and the Facebook year retrospectives I noticed a trend towards classifying the previous year as amazingly super, or just something where you are wishing away the bells to click down to midnight.

No. How to say it. #tw #triggerwarning Rape. #MH #ExploreSelfCare #SelfCare #Mentalhealth #Depression

Trigger warning; abuse, rape, sexual abuse, discussions of mental health.

No is an interesting word. It’s tiny, one syllable, monosyllabic, short and so often, not sweet.

It’s sister yes, she is so much easier to say, the sweet lilt of her accepting tone elicits happiness in others, from when you say yes to a job, a task, a favour, sex, a relationship or a proposal, it is a word that favours…

Accentuate the positive

You tell em Chez

Days of rolling bad events are always the ones that end me. You know those days? The ones where your shoe breaks, someone at work drags on your last nerve, and home life is a disaster. The washing machine has packed on the day you run out of clean underwear, and you forgot to buy milk so your wired on no breakfast and black coffee.

You wonder what in hells name you did to deserve…

Home is where the debt is. Where the real housing crisis is, and how to help. @shelter #poverty #homelessness #fuelpoverty

When I grow up, I want to have a small, insane house with a happy dog, mardy fat cat, still have Pea and Ed, and 4 adopted children, including a fat rolly-poly baby, who I will jiggle on my hip whilst trying to get the others ready for school. I will, when I grow up, work from home, doing something fabulous, like owning a gormet, social enterprising cafe, and also being an award winning writer.

Fragility.

How is an opera singer like a physicist?

eleanorcovell:

Amazing post on how opera and physics are closer than you think. And how artistry can be scientific too.

Originally posted on Schrokit's Corner:

No, that’s not the opening of a joke…

In fact, fun as it is, operatic singing is by no means easy, and opera is not ONLY about singing.*

An opera singer is expected to be (ideally, in equal measures) a musician, a linguist, an athlete…

Today I got up at 5:30, yawned, fed the fatties and got ready for my shift, which starts at 6:30. I walked down in the blissful early morning, loving Sauchiehall Street when it is so calm. 

I went to work, I stood on my feet for minimum wage for 8 hours, with just enough time to wolf down lunch as a break. 

I came home and got in at about 16ish, I watched one godforsaken episode of OITNB before I start prepping for uni tomorrow and cleaning the house etc. 

And you have the cheek to call me lazy. 

Go to hell.