Writing has taken a back seat for the past couple weeks
(months even). Not intentionally, to some extent I have lacked inspiration to
write. I’ve been easily distracted, extremely easily distracted. Maybe I haven’t been dealing with my issues,
because this blog in a way is my own self-created psychology session through
which I vent about the ‘stuff’ that I deal with in my life. It is by no means a
vent for the ‘juicy’ details of my life. Admittedly I have brought up stuff in
the past that may to some people be scandalous anecdotes of situations that I
experience, but they are certainly not a means for someone to live vicariously
through me.
The past two months have been extremely busy. It started
with exams for the frustrating course that I put myself through this year,
which I am proud to say that I passed with distinction. From dinner parties to
my work end of year function to spending time with people visiting from
overseas it has been a roller coaster that I have enjoyed for the most part.
I really enjoy meeting new people, to learn about them and
how they experience life. I guess the human condition in itself is quite
intriguing to me. One thing that I find interesting but in some ways extremely
disheartening, is the interaction between family members. I guess that all
stems from the fact that we are all different and all have different
perceptions and ideas even though we may have been brought up on the same value
systems. True to my nature though, one just has to step back and observe
because adding fuel to the fire can just exacerbate any rift between family
members that is already failing. Sometimes people also need to learn when to
shut up and keep their opinions to themselves especially when arguing with a
relative in front of other family members.
I visited my mother over the Christmas break. Things felt
different, very different. In a strange way and maybe not by her intention, I
felt like more of an adult around her. She treated me like I was mature and
spoke to me like I was her son but a grown man. It was quite liberating. She
never once brought up the events of last Christmas, which was in a way good,
but I am also worried about what she is holding back and bursting to say to
me. I do love her dearly.
The past three days of the New Year I have been back at work
and very busy. That combined with a detox that I started six days ago have
given me a lot to concentrate on over the past week. The joys of a detox are
that your body starts purifying itself, the downfall it has to throw the crap
out somehow… anyhow… By crap I mean
everything from the binge eating, food toxins to the emotional ups and downs
over. This wonderful emotional roller coaster is quite frustrating, because all
the feelings that you thought you dealt with come up again. Anyway… 24 more
days to go! Hopefully by the end of it I will be emotionally stable again.
Speaking of which… No antidepressants for 5 month and feeling pretty good about
life :).