I am such an empath. I’m a sucker for any costume dramas, especially BBC take-offs. It’s the people stories that I love. The romance, the passion, the outfits, and ending with heartbreaking treachery or misunderstanding. It’s so true, I love it. When I was a girl my dad’s younger brother used to call me Passion Pot. Our cool Uncle Neni…he would fly over from England in the ’70s and 80’s to visit us until he was able to move to Toronto. He was an actor in London and smoked cigarettes in bed. I just thought he was the bee’s knees. I have always been a bit European that way, my nana (my dad’s Mum) and I were really close and similar. In a ‘very emotional and very affectionate’ kind of way. I used to be embarrassed really easily, and try to hide my emotions, but I don’t anymore. I don’t really get embarrassed easily anymore, obviously.
So much has changed in the past year, I can’t believe what a different place I am in. I’m glad the world is opening up again. Holy fack covid was hard. Being unemployed for almost a year was hard. For someone like me, a people person, a tradesperson, I talked to people like a job my whole life …it was not good. People-watching is one of my favorite activities, and right now I tour around town and people watch all day. I love it. It also makes me appreciate myself for who I am. I spend more time now being happy than sad and it’s taken so long to get here. 7 months and ten days, to be precise.
After I had a wee mental breakdown earlier this year, I had no idea if I would ever get out of it. When I was first diagnosed with PTSD, I didn’t really think it was as bad as it is, was, can be, or whatever. I didn’t acknowledge it as something that can get better at times, and not at others. I honestly thought I’d never work again. I don’t know how many people were reading my blog then but if you had been following me making all the changes on my site you may have experienced a little crazy 😜 ha! I should have documented it for youtube- god I’m so glad I did not do that. Ah speed, that shit will make you crazy.
One day I will tell the story of the three-day-long interview, I was put through that got outta hand. When I think back about it, what a disaster. There was a comment made about my hair. Most of my day was either spent outside or running after housekeeping. Sorry, my hair is massive and messy. (not sorry it’s massive, I like my hair.) Anyway, now I have a whole new opinion about BC tourism businesses with foreign owners. Brutal.
Not trying to wreck my vibe today 🙂 🚬☀️☕️🍉🚶
I have short bursts of interaction with people and lots of exercise in between. I love my days right now, perfect for an extroverted empath. I guess I’m starting to like myself again. It’s been a while.