Beyond The Degree

Greetings. It's been 365 days since I last posted on my blog. Without sounding incredibly cheesy (which I always do), it has been a whirlwind of a year... and I think that's why it has taken me so long to publish something.  I just didn't really know where to start. And yes I am fully aware that my online ramblings were not missed. If this whole post comes off as a moan, then I apologise, as that's not what it is. My intention was to write down my feelings as I would never say them out loud unless I had a gin and tonic in my hand. I guess this is an attempt to pick out what I have not achieved in 2018 and understand what I can do in 2019 to make sure that I do.  My last blog post honed in on my mental development and the process and journey that I was on and what I wanted to achieve in 2018.  To put rephrase this I tweeted this in 2017... ... and failed, so tried to put it in practice in 2018 and use it as a template to think about...

Hi guys, I am prone to using social media but often I find myself forgetting it’s open for the world to see. It should be considered that when we use social media and post photo’s, these are things that we are actively choosing to share. We choose to let our followers know about the happy moments, whether that it’s our 3 year anniversary with our partner, or that we are sipping cocktails in the Santorini Sun absorbing that vitamin-D, or that we’ve got that new job which we had strived so hard to get, and if you want to share that then that is fine you have worked hard for it and that is something to be proud of. But what can often be disregarded are the sad times. In a sense, social media can be seen as a blessing. Imagine if Dr. Martin Luther King had Instagram, the protest videos he could have shared would have resulted in further global uproar. Imagine if the suffragettes had Snapchat, then we would have all been forced to watch them chaining themselves to parliament building...