A New Year yet again!

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 :).