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segunda-feira, 22 de agosto de 2016

The Worst Semester and How I Survived It

That's me, running away from responsibilities.

Hello buddies! Long time no see!
Right now, I'm on holidays and I have been for a little over a month. I've already spent a week in the north of Portugal sunbathing, swimming and doing photoshoots with my sister, and I've also done a roadtrip across the Netherlands and Germany!
But, before I get to that, I think I'll write about a very difficult time in my life, which was last semester, and how I overcame it keeping most of my sanity!

That semester was, academically, the MOST difficult I've ever had. Most of the subjects were not very interesting (I only enjoyed studying one of them) and they were all REALLY hard. Even some of those subjects which may seem easy at a distance brought me a lot of hardships. They required a lot of time and hard work, and, because I didn't find them as interesting as other semesters, I couldn't pay as much attention as I used to.

At the same time, I was practising for my piano exam, which I ended up failing. I gave up a lot of my "free" time for that exam, only to end up 7 points away from my grade 8 certification. However, I've sort of come to peace with the fact that I don't play for the diploma. Piano is a passion of mine, something that helps keeping me sane, and it shouldn't become another source of anxiety like it did this semester, only to break my heart in the end. I hope in the future I can find opportunities to play in public, but in the meantime, I'll keep playing just for the sake of it.

I also did volunteering as a part of my course. It was not an easy journey because, in this AWFUL semester, it took up a lot of my time, and my volunteering partner was not enthusiastic at all, which at first kind of deflated my excitement. We did volunteering at the hospital and our task was mainly to engage in conversation with the patients, which did not come to me as naturally as I'd hope. However, like everything in life, I got used to it and eventually learned to talk naturally. Despite a rocky start, I had a great experience, I met the loveliest volunteers, who were really friendly to us, and I think I learned a lot about how to be useful to people in the hospital context.

By Easter, I was this close to a mental breakdown. I made a big list of things to do: catching up on subjects, writing essays and doing presentations, studying for the piano exam... then I woke up on the first day of holidays, COMPLETELY sick. I ended up sleeping constantly for four days, unable to talk, with a bad pharyngitis. When I finally felt better physically, I panicked because I had accomplished nothing and there was no time. I was so anxious I could not organize myself, I ended up procrastinating and watching loads of TV instead of studying. For a month or so after that, I felt as if I was constantly stuck in the train tracks, waiting for the train to run me over. 

I kept going. I kept trying to revise, doing my essays and presentations, practising my piano pieces for 2h a day. And eventually I checked stuff off my to-do list. I can't say that those were happy times but I looked ahead (like Daenerys said, "If I look back I am lost") and got stuff done.

Then, exams came and thankfully, I passed every subject with good grades!! :D

From this very hard semester I learned that being organized is ideal! But sometimes stuff doesn't happen the way we want it to, and that doesn't mean it's all ruined. One day at the time, one thing at the time, even the most enormous to-do list can get done.

There were also very nice moments this semester, don't get me wrong! I went to quite a few parties, I threw a dinner party at my house for my class, I celebrated my birthday, and I strengthened many friendships. That was very important especially because I had recently gone through a breakup and needed some support and reassurance!

In the end, I can say that I survived a very hard semester and that it made me stronger and more ready to deal with stressful situations in the future!

lots of love,
Mariana

quarta-feira, 9 de setembro de 2015

#9 hello, sixteen

dear sixteen-year-old mariana,

your nineteen-year-old self says hi. 



in case you're wondering, yes, you made it into med school. the hours of intense study for your national exams paid off, so did your efforts on gym classes to get a decent grade. you were the 17th to get in. that was awesome, and now that I look back, I'm glad that you worked so hard.

no, you're not too fat to be beautiful. yes, you can eat what you want without anxiety. you don't have to feel guilty for eating all the delicious stuff that you like. the self-hatred will mostly fade away. stop hurting yourself. you are loved. Jesus loves you, even if you don't always remember that.

no, life isn't like "the perks of being a wallflower", your favourite book. some of the people you'd do anything for right now will leave your life as soon as they get the chance. it will break your heart, but you'll make it. hold on to those who stay, open your heart to great new people, and you'll make it.

you're more than a sob story. the past is in the past. stop holding on to the bad things people did to you back then. you are a beautiful firework and you will explode soon enough. don't label yourself as the bullying victim, don't get stuck on the bad thoughts and memories. your friends are hurting too. give them a helping hand, you know we all need it. grow with them. some will leave, but you won't regret it.

no, you're not "disgusting to boys". a year or so from now, this shy, curly-haired, super tall boy will look at you, ask you for your number, call you to go on dates, kiss you for the first time, and make you love him. he will become your safe harbour and your best friend. he will know your heart, the good and the bad, and love you for it. just wait and see.

you need time to yourself. don't worry, it's not just you. your introversion won't keep you from being happy and people won't think less of you if you just don't feel like hanging out one day.

cherish your sister. you will see her grow into a beautiful young woman, with a soft and gentle heart. guide her and help her do the growing up thing better than you did. cherish your parents, they love you so fiercely. cherish your family in general.

you don't know lord of the rings or game of thrones yet, but trust me, you will.

you will find your faith again, and everything will make so much more sense.

you will find your love for photography. you will also keep playing music. also, hang on to your choir friends - they'll give you so much joy and you'll be so happy to be in that group.

dance, sing, play music, read "the perks" countless times on rainy days, watch the movie 10 times, laugh, cry. live your teenage years fully, because they'll help you become me. not that I'm an example of perfect success, but oh well.

write that diary of yours. one day I'll sit on my bed and read it as tears stream down my face with all the nostalgic feelings. it will be so great to remember you and how you thought and felt so deeply.

wear those bow ties on your hair, those sweaters with shirts, the knee socks over your leggings. don't leave the pursuit of uniqueness. fitting in isn't everything.

you are awesomely cool, girl. I liked being you. it was great. thanks.

lots of love,
19-year-old Mariana



Hope you liked this sneak peek into my past, once more, for the Blog-tember Challenge. This was a very very personal and meaningful post for me and I loved writing it. I hope you enjoy reading it!


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