Hey, do you fancy going out? Like, ‘out out’?
If you’re anything like me, you love a night out… but hate them at the same time. It’s a constant struggle. Do I want to spend a tenner on one drink or a massive Chinese takeaway? Do I want to wallow in my own self pity with only Netflix for company or do I want a mega night out with the gals? Can I be bothered with the banging headache the next day or is it worse to wake up the next day and see insta stories of your pals having fun without you?
Well gals, tonight we’re seizing the moment!
A night out every once in a while doesn’t have to be a source of anxiety for you, but just in case it is, here’s your ultimate guide to getting yourself in the mood for a night out without flaking on your mates.*
Do you ever feel a pang of guilt over missed opportunities? It’s so easy to sit and wonder what life would look like if you went to a different university or took a different career path.
‘What if’ syndrome seems to hit us at our very worse moments. It’s always when you’ve had a bad day and it’s hard to see a positive future, so your mind rubs salt in the wound by saying ‘Hey, it’s your fault because you missed that opportunity to take another path‘.
Don’t worry. This is a red herring.
It’s time to admit that previous failures are holding me back. They’re probably holding you back too. The sting of bad grades, rejection or lost opportunities lingers on for longer than you might think. It’s a personal ember that burns away at new projects or relationships and if left unchecked, can leave you with a lasting internalised shame.
You cannot hit a target that you cannot see. In the same respect you cannot simply pick a goal from thin air, can you?
January can be a frustrating time. The beginning of a new year is an excellent excuse to get to work on a new goal. Everyone around you seems to be so full of hope and enthusiasm.
Then there’s people like you and I. The people who want to ‘succeed’, but are not quite sure we can define or measure that success. We know we want something to work towards, but what will make us happy?
I fully understand that palm reading is not everyone’s cup of tea, but I think this is often because it is seen as a cheap gimmick. I don’t blame people for thinking this. Having grown up just outside of Blackpool, I remember seeing the tacky ‘psychic reader’ signs along the beach front and thinking ‘what a load of rubbish‘.
But do you wanna know what the real secret is? Everyone can palm read. The words don’t come from the reader, they come from the lines on your hand. Palm readers are simply translators, not ‘gifted’.