'The Fear' them dreaded two words after every night out. For some people it doesn't happen often, but when it does it hits you like a tonne of bricks!
So many stages of a hangover and it all happens in the space of few hours, a bit much for the best of us to handle. Will we put ourselfs in the same situation again next week? Absolutely.
The 'why did I go out' phase:
You wake up sweating and it feels like someone has a hammer to you're head 'what day is it? What time is it? Am I in work today? Is my keys, purse and phone in my bag? The list goes on. After this quick 10 minute panic attack, we usually just roll back over and go back asleep for another few hours.
The 'why do I have a phone' stage:
The WORST stage. Looking through your messages and wanting to throw you're good iPhone onto the main road with the hopes that a car drives over it, also hoping that the car hits you too so you never have to face that person you drunk texted ever again. '...... Has tagged you in a picture' why after one too many vodkas do we think we look like Beyoncé, holding the glass as if it's a winning lottery ticket smiling from ear to ear, I can't cope! Your snapchat story is 200 seconds and by the time you go on to delete it everybody has already seen it.
The giddy/ 'a ball was had' stage:
The group chat is going 90, laughing faces here there and everywhere! Your feeling very humble and grateful that you were blessed with a great group of friends that are top buzzers and you wouldn't change them for the world. Them good flashbacks that leave you laughing by yourself like a dope, and not forgetting that little smile when you WB saying 'a ball was had'.
The 'Is the curry shop open yet' stage:
Wanting to eat everything in sight but you can't because you're on a diet? Saying F it anyway a 3n1 won't kill Ye and then cry about it for a hour later. It's Monday morning new week new goals quote already up on Instagram and you're buzzing for 7 bells for the gym. It's a crazy cycle.
The 'I just want someone to love me' stage:
After a day of ups and downs, horrible headaches, giddy half an hours and making a pig of yourself in the kitchen it's bed time. Lying in bed feeling fragile, the head ache is after getting a bit much now, scrolling up and down your news feeds and seeing a quote picture and sobbing! You just want someone to hold you and tell you everything is going to be alright. Well guess what everything will be alright tomorrow and everything will still be alright this time next week when your feeling the exact same way.
My advice for the fear? Get over yourself! Everyone deserves a good night out especially if you worked hard all week. Nobody cares which way you were dancing or posing for pictures because guess what nobody probly remembers. The girlos from the tiolet don't remember you telling them about how your ex dumped you through a FB message either so take a deep breath, have a little winge and eat the 3n1 at the end of the day were all human. Life is for living.
Love
(A very hungover)
Danielle xx









































