The problems of being a good child 

As a kid, I was always one of the ‘good’ kids. I was perceived as the ‘good child’ who always gets his homework done on time, never gets into trouble and never does anything wrong. Your teachers love it. Your parents love it. You love it. Because why not? You are treated like a rare bit of gold, in a world of sharpened shrapnel. No one ever shouts at you, and you just keep flowing through life with no worries or cares so long as you are good. You are friends with many people because they have no reason to dislike you, as you do nothing wrong. But doing nothing wrong, means you are basically doing nothing at all.

Over time you build up a reputation, even from a young age of 4, a perception that you must live up to, as anything else would just be disappointing. So, you continue to be good to avoid being frowned up, and this won’t wear off – ever. You will go into adulthood, being the same ‘good’ person, not starting arguments, not expressing opinions, and not doing anything risky, as everyone expects the opposite of this in you, ultimately limiting your success.

So the ultimate issue with ‘goodness’ is compliance. Being too good will make you adopt a passive and compliant nature, where you resist pragmatism, as that could be ‘too dangerous to your reputation’ and through your lack of ‘scary’ experiences, could hurt you really bad. You aren’t used to experiencing scary emotions, such as anger, jealousy or fear that are vital in order to live and be a ‘proper person’. Without these emotions, we lack motivation, and therefore we have no reason to make a difference or contribute to a change.

Without anger, competitiveness doesn’t exist and we don’t challenge anyone in power, as you fear the ideas of hate towards you. Without jealousy, we don’t want to achieve anything. Without jealousy, you see the guy chatting up your crush and even though she is the love of your life, the perfect girl for you, you don’t envy his victory over you in getting your girl, and then you lose. You give in and make excuses that, “she wasn’t really my type anyway”, even though she 100% IS! We miss out on vital opportunities for self-growth and development, and always stay the complicit and passive person, as we were when we were 4. At the age of let’s say 24, you haven’t had the chance, your whole life to experience what it’s like for someone to be threatened by you, and tolerate any badness you may have inside.

A great example of the long term issues of goodness is in the workplace. This example is sourced from the school of life (my favourite youtube channel) which completely summarises the concerns one should have for any good child. Let’s say that you’re in a meeting and for some very strange reason, the boss suggests that they should invent a car which has completely square wheels, with the boss saying that round wheels are useful and never work properly. Obviously, square wheels are a bad idea, BUT, being the good adult you are, you comment “what a great idea, I really support this”, not because you actually believe in this idea, but simply to make your boss happy, keep your job, and resist a change in perception of you, at risk of being an inconsiderate, rude and destructive individual.

In relation to me, as I mentioned before, I was that who was the ‘golden boy’. Now, a decade or so on, I look back and wish that maybe I wasn’t so good sometimes, and taken risks to learn from or to have more fun with, rather than just saying, “oh you can’t do that – it’s bad”. I’ve missed out on vital communication opportunities when I’ve had chances to express my honest opinion, I haven’t. I’ve been scared that people will think, oh, “how he’s changed” and I still hate the idea of anyone hating me or having reason to. I wasn’t that sort of kid who would stereotypically sneak into someones back garden to get a football we just kicked over the fence. I would be the one who would stand back, away from the ‘danger’ and say, ‘don’t do it! You’ll get caught! It’s wrong what you are doing!”. But no one ever got caught. No one got into trouble. Everyone else had fun, an adrenaline rush and an ‘experience’, whilst I stood by and missed out.

If you are interested in this topic of matter, please check out this youtube video by the School of life where I was first introduced to this concept. I wish for everyone to see it as it taught me so much, and I believe it can help all of us, no matter who we are. Link:


Why do we not get enough rest?

It’s true that as teenagers, we are pretty much always tired. We irregularly have ‘early nights’ and we sacrifice our beauty sleep for blazing our eyes with the blue light of our phones late into the night. Everyone is telling us it’s bad, our parents, our teachers, scientists, and studies, but for some reason, we can’t stop! There always seems to be that temptation to just check one more Instagram story, or set yourself a target of “ok, I’m only going to scroll down through 10 more Facebook posts”, but it never ends there, does it? We hop into bed, at let’s say 11:18, but we choose to stay up until 11:30, just because it for some reason feels right that we couldn’t possibly go to sleep when the big hand on the clock isn’t striking one of the 12 numbers.

But this is the thing, we are always cheating ourselves, and we pay for this the next morning. What will you actually achieve from seeing that ‘Stacey’, who is a friend of a friend’s friend that you somehow follow, is swaying from side to side on loop looking at a nice bridge on their insta story (thank god for boomerang ey? -_-). And it just keeps going, because there’s nothing really to stop you, except yourself, as the stories keep rolling over, and the posts keep flowing – there’s basically no limit of how much we can look at – which is dangerous.

When you are waking up, maybe 7 am, 7:30 if you’re lucky on a school day (or whenever I don’t know what time you guys wake up) with only 5 hours sleep – YOU WILL SUFFER. You say you’re fine, but you just aren’t am I right? It’s no easy task to get out of bed anyway when you have had enough sleep, but when your body is deprived of rest and recovery, it makes life a wholeeeeeee lot harderrrrrr. Coffee only helps to a certain extent, it won’t solve all your issues, being only a short term solution, neither will these chemically produced energy drinks. Blue bolt by Sainsbury’s isn’t going to save you longer term – AND CAN SOMEONE PLEASE EXPLAIN TO ME WHY PEOPLE BOTHER BUYING ZERO SUGAR ‘ENERGY DRINKS’. SUGAR GIVES YOU ENERGY, THEREFORE THE SUGAR THAT’S DISAPPEARED IS REPLACED WITH MORE CHEMICAL RUBBISH LIKE TAURINE AND CAFFEINE. A product like red bull is specifically developed as an energy drink, used by athletes etc. but Sainsbury’s ain’t going to invest all their profits and research into developing a perfect energy drink, as they have a million other own brand products they also produce. Also, price does affect the quality of this – (ok I had to do a little bit of research for what I’m about to write, but it will make this entry more interesting ok) 6x 250ml of blue bolt = £2 the same price as 2.5kg of bananas, a nutritious, organic, energising FRUIT, which will benefit you much more than bloody blue bolt (sorry Sainsbury’s for slagging of your product, but it’s only fair, right). Meanwhile, a 4x 250ml of Red bull is £4.25…

I felt like I wrote a lot there (well not that much but I like to keep this short and simple as who has time to read these things anyway…), but didn’t really get to answering the ‘philosophical’ (I wish) question of the title of this entry, but basically: get more sleep, don’t use your phone when you get into bed and stay away from energy drinks and just try and survive naturally, or if you need some energy, eat some food, high sugar, low fat, medium calories = perfect (I’d recommend Belvita breakfast biscuits btw).


So I’m starting a blog. This is an introduction to me, my struggles, my achievements and my issues. I don’t really know what to make of the world, and I get emotional sometimes, and I have no idea if it’s normal. Over the last few months, I think I’ve had some form of mild depression and anxiety, but nothing compared to the proper diagnosis of these issues. FOR EVERYONE WHO THINKS THAT DEPRESSION AND ANXIETY DOESN’T EXIST – YOU’RE WRONG! I think everyone probably experiences some form of these things in their lifetime, but most of the time, we will not know what’s going on, because it just stays locked up inside their head. This is an endless cycle of confusion and fear as you (as did I) think that you may just be slightly weird, or different, in a world of apparently normal people, but really we are all as weird as each other – except we often choose not to express it. I sort of like writing stuff down, I keep a diary which I find quite therapeutic, where I can get all my thoughts out without having to try and remember them all inside my head, and I thought a blog would just be a way to further extend my communication to the outside world (ahah as if I’m some sort of alien – I’m not by the way), so maybe people can relate to me or something? If something happens with this blog, but if the only 5 views are from me, that’s not an issue either.

I like doing odd things which seem odd to me because I don’t know anyone else in the whole world who does the same things as me (I mean they’re not that odd but it’s just you wouldn’t think I would? idk….). Examples are a fear of getting properly drunk, walking down the road quietly singing Lana del Rey, just out of earshot of everyone else around me, and thinking that cheese is the most horrible creation in the world. I don’t have many friends really, I go to a small school, and my social life is quite limited, but I try to make the best out of a restrictive situation. I luckily have two main, brilliant and amazing ‘bff’s’, one boy and one girl, let’s call the boy Francesco and the girl Luna who are literal life savers to me (trust me they help me out alotttttt), but I’ll get on to the stuff about best friends in some other post…

I’m sure any other details that I want you to know about me will come in future posts – don’t worry. Just realised I haven’t really covered what I said I was going to do in the first line of this entry, but, you know, doesn’t matter. Basically the way I’m going to be writing these is straight up how I would say it, I’m not gonna spend time digging my nose into a thesaurus to make my writing like some academic essay, and I don’t research opinions, or facts about things, it’s just what my head is thinking right at that moment when my fingers press the keys of my laptop, ok?