I’m Nic, a 24-year-old Brit living and working in London. Like more or less every woman I know in their mid-twenties, I’m avid traveller, photo-taker and red wine drinker.
I graduated with a Masters in English Literature in 2015, and I now spend my 9-5 working as a communications executive as part of an in-house financial marketing department. When I am drunk, I will tell you I am a professional writer. I primarily write about mortgages, but this is by-the-by.
In early 2017, I returned from six months’ solo travel around the world. So far, so pleasant, but that wasn’t always the case. My stint as a backpacker was the culmination of a much less enjoyable journey to the absolute rock-bottom of my mental health, happiness and general sanity.
Spending three years fighting my mental health demons is not how I’d recommend anyone spend their early twenties (go fruit-picking in Australia for a few months: the weather is better). But this has at least given me a long-standing interest in mental health in Britain in the 21st century, and (I hope) some level of insight into the topic.
Over the last five years, I’ve written constantly in private about my own battle with mental health and the ways I’ve slowly managed to find happiness again. I thought it was about time I shared some of that.
I blog about about topics surrounding mental health and my tips for finding a happier life. (I’ve tried every which way from meditation to counselling to running to drinking shitloads of baileys every night, so I have some experience). I share stories, both my own, and from the many brave people I’ve met in my life who have shown me how it’s possible to come back from the bottom.