all about me: my first blog post where I overshare worse than that really drunk girl you see crying to strangers in the smoking area
Hello everyone! Welcome to ‘The Intensive Clare Unit,’ where I share the crazy and cringe-worthy stories of my life. To give you all some context, my name is Clare and I am a 22 year-old Irish girl living in Spain. Although living abroad had always been on the cards for me, my life plans were turned upside down when nine months ago, I was rejected from a scholarship that would enable me to pursue what I thought was my dream career: becoming a barrister in London. For months I felt so hopeless, wondering what was next for me, cringing at my performance at the scholarship interview and beating myself up for not knowing any better. When I graduated six months ago, surrounded by my classmates who had secured graduate jobs and training contracts, I felt so confused. My whole life I had pushed and pushed to become a lawyer and suddenly, here I was, questioning everything that I had ever worked for. My academic life thus far had been thoroughly unenjoyable. I put so much pressure on mys