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with old friends and family. This is a rare thing for me to say because I enjoy being alone and am never bored, but I’ve reached a point of isolation overload 😉 I hardly have any friends whom I hang out with on a regular basis anymore.
When I was working full-time the little pockets of personal time I had were such great blessings, and they still are. But I also recognise the need for me to increase my human interactions, as it plays an important role to our mental and emotional wellbeing.
So I’ve been initiating meetups with various friends and loved ones, or I force myself to accept more invitations to social events. ‘Force’ isn’t the best word, but in general I would pick staying home alone over large gatherings. They’re good in small doses however, and helps to keep my mind sharp, current and energised. (Read: Keeping Up with the World: Why it’s Important Despite Pain)
I’m already on my way to becoming ‘that weird bird lady’ as it stands (or perches). As always, the tricky part is being fully aware of my energy supply at all times, or risk a flare up. My last weekend was packed with activities (well, just one per day really), which was enough to put me in bed for all of Monday!
bad eating habits. We’re all human here. That means that most of us do things that we know aren’t good for us, or avoid those that are 😉 I confess to struggling with my everyday diet, even though I know it’s important for my health. I love my desserts, and after my last session with the nutritional therapist, realised just how much inflammatory foods I’m really eating in general.
I mean, I may know these facts in my head, yet am desensitised to the data because I read so much about them. I’m looking at the list of no-nos she wrote down: no gluten, no bread, no deep fried foods, no processed meats, no sugar, not too much coffee, no this, no that, no life.
I know that others have it worse, such as those with IBD, gastroparesis, celiac disease, MCAD, etc, so I feel stupid for phrasing it that way, and for being a whiner. But there you have my confession 🙂 My plan for now is to add on the probiotic foods and supplements first, then figure out how to make the reductions in everything else work. Eventually…eventually I’ll get it done ;p
before bed with a good read on the Kindle. As you may already know I received a Kindle in July, and so far I really like it! To my surprise, reading is actually much easier on it thanks to a number of factors: its light weight, perfect size, easy grip, and clear fonts. I also go on highlighting rampages, which is actually a similar process to how I mark blogs out on Instapaper before re-sharing them to my social media.
The only thing I dislike is the way the pages transition, that quick flicker irks my brain a little; I’m not sure if that’s related to my epilepsy. It’s pleasant drifting off to sleep while reading a good book; a soothing feeling which is quite unlike any other form of relaxation.
about living overseas. This may sound like a romantic word, but it’s not. I’m not sure if it only applies to idealistic sorts of people, or if everyone romanticises a little? For me, I romanticise about living in Europe, in some cobblestoned town or city that’s steeped in history, with the mountains in the background or nearby. For some reason I’m always happy when I walk along ancient streets, and gazing at mountains fills me with serenity. They possess a magical vibe drenched with details from across centuries. This may be because my own country is only 53 years old. We do tend to be fascinated with that which is ‘other’, I suppose?
While this might be ‘the dream’, I’m also aware that living in a place is a whole new ball game than visiting as a tourist. Perhaps if health and finances permit, I might just pick one destination in Europe to go live in for a couple months, then I’d have better insight into what it’s really like. Any recommendations, anyone? 😉 But anyway, I’ve got to stay put for now with these new nerve symptoms and seizure episode 🙁
about my life on social media. Sharing about your life on social media can be many things. It can be dangerous and unfair if your words get twisted. It can be invasive and a hassle if someone plagiarises your work or images. It can be degrading and demoralising if some troll decides to spit all over the words you took so much courage to say. It can be so many negative things, so why would any sane person take the risk?
I wrote a lot of poetry in my youth. It’s actually quite a tedious process where you can feel like you’re bleeding your heart out onto the page. Until the poem managed to encapsulate the soul of that very moment I was trying to illustrate, I would never be satisfied and would toil at it for days, sometimes even months. I’d usually know when it was ‘done’; vulnerability would be stamped all over it.
Why am I telling you this? Well I’ve always dreamt of being an author, and realise that to be a good one is to always be vulnerable. To pluck up the courage to explore that which humanity shuns, to bare your soul and expose your flaws for all to see. Such emotional requisites are necessary even in fiction and fantasy, or people wouldn’t be able to relate.
A profession is a kind of relationship, where compromises are usually needed. For the writer, I think ‘total privacy’ is what you sacrifice. So many things can be revealed about your person simply by the way you write, and not just the content. Thus I’ve given up on hiding my weaknesses ages ago. Now I share in hope that it’s helpful to someone out there, and also to release my pain onto paper. This helps me to make some sense of it all.
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