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‘The Fault In Our Stars’ by John Green: Book Review

Sixteen year old Hazel has had a traumatic life, first getting diagnosed with cancer at just aged twelve. Sadly, it has got to the point in which her cancer is incurable and she knows that she doesn’t have much time left so she has to live everyday as it comes. Whilst taking drugs to help keep her tumour under control, and carrying an oxygen tank around daily to control her breathing, Hazel knows that soon enough she will be leaving her loved ones behind.

Along comes cancer survivor, Augustus. Hazel and Augustus meet at a cancer support group meeting, in which Augustus is in remission after losing his leg to the disease. Soon enough, Hazel and Gus hit it off and slowly but surely fall in love. Little did Hazel know just how much her life was going to change…The-Fault-In-Our-Stars-easy-living-1july13_b_426x639

Despite the fact I adored this book, I have to be completely honest and say that I was slightly disappointed by it. For weeks, even months, I have constantly read reviews and tweets emphasising just how amazing this book was and how it was a huge “must read”. Therefore, due to the huge hype that surrounded it, I feel as though I set my expectations too high which disappointed me in the long run.

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Our Anxiety Experience

Hi everyone. Today I am doing a collaboration post with the lovely Melodie from http://melodiebenson.wordpress.com/ about anxiety, stress and our personal experiences of them. You can also find Melodie on twitter @Melodie_Benson


 

Jenny

Last year, it felt as though my world was falling apart. I spent my days crying in bed, and the thought of getting up pained me. The biggest problem though, was that I didn’t know what I was crying about. I started to cry more each day, however with all of my uni deadlines at the time, I assumed it was just the stress of them!

My deadlines came and went, and university was finished for the Summer. So why was I still crying? Why was I getting worse? I had no idea.

I moved back home, wondering whether I was homesick, but no, that wasn’t the case. I carried on getting worse to the point where I would be happily sat down, and then suddenly burst into tears for no reason at all. Going out was the worst. The thought of going anywhere scared the hell out of me, and I would avoid eating until I was home.

I didn’t know what caused this, but it was an uncontrollable feeling. When I was still in uni, I couldn’t even pop to Tesco’s (which was literally a 2 minute walk from my flat) without being sick first. If I arranged to meet a friend, I would be violently sick before I left, and would have to try and control it whilst I was out so that they wouldn’t notice – which often proved impossible.Collab post

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