Usually I listen to music while I write and now it is completely still. I can hear my fridge and sometimes a scooter passes. It’s dark outside and I put my light on. I think it’s time for some candles, the heater and some jazz music.
Okay, I even made me a cup of ginger tea. I don’t make it too strong, since I don’t like the taste of it, but it’s supposed to be detoxing. Well, I need it since I have been feeling ill since the past too weeks.
I’ve also put potatoes and sweet potatoes with some rosemary in the oven. I don’t really make things with rosemary but a guy I dated taught me that. I guess I’m going with it now.
Sometimes I wish I could be more than just charismatic but I guess I am. I have a lot to say and a lot of thoughts and I am usually always prepared to listen and see if people have other ways of thinking. I guess I have a lot in me and that I’m just emotional but who knows one day maybe a partner will love me for everything that I am and will just bare the lesser moments. The moments that hurt or make you feel anxious. There will be plenty moments filled with excitement, joy, passion and contentment. One day I’ll start my search again for a loving partner.
For now, I am finishing my studies. Even though, it frustrates me, scares me, it is a way to learn and to grow. I’ve done much more than I thought I would. I challenged myself in many ways.
I’ve made art, a photo book, a documentary, many portfolios, blogs, done many dances, spoken to so many people, made new friends, got up at 6 in the morning, driven my car, went out of my way to make a meal for someone who’s feeling bad and listening to them, helping the elderly in the garden, I volunteered twice, I have done many internships, stood in front of the classroom, came up with my own lessons, engaged students, enraged students, confused students, laughed with students, I’ve started tutoring on my own, I started gardening, I stopped drinking, I joined a clothing loop, I started dividing my trash in hopes of recycling, this all gaining a few pounds and bags under my eyes, tears that have been shed, friendships that stopped, dates that didn’t work out and I just feel more perseverance and more ability to state my boundaries. I’ve also gained a few grey hairs and turned 30.
My gosh and I still expect so much more of myself. I need to be better at managing emotions, at setting boundaries, at setting up a plan for a lesson, at making new meals, making dinner for myself and starting new hobbies/sports. I guess I am doing all right. I really am.
And it’s nice to have goals and work on yourself or things you want. I guess life just doesn’t always bring you what you want but along the way you make a lot of discoveries. I just really love to try out new things. I really do. I also like sticking to things I love though. Such as friendships, board games, dancing, English, funny programs, family, finding lovely clothes to wear, writing, eating loads of bread, going to the hairdresser, enjoying showers, swimming and ice-skating, and holidays.
Maybe I’m not that bad after all. I’m improving, connecting, learning, growing, developing. Yeah. I might be okay. Like maybe a pretty decent human being. At least trying. And I make mistakes and I’m not perfect. But maybe no one is.
The only thing I wonder is, how are some people just so relaxt? Or seem full of confidence? How are people not so fazed by stress? I wish I knew what it was to be a surgeon or a pro athlete and being able to manage my stress so well. To know you are capable of so much despite others maybe saying otherwise. Yeah, there is still a part of me that wants to be better but maybe as time passes I will, I will be able to manage life’s challenges better.
I have these two wonderful mothers and sometimes they seem like they are just something I’ll never be. Smart, confident, bosses, highly paid, but I guess I can see there flaws too and maybe they are trying to disguise them too. Maybe most people put up a mask, a front, a disguise. Maybe I’m very open. Sometimes too open but people also feel safe around me and find authenticity with me. People have called me disarming. And like a child full of wonder. Maybe I don’t want to be a boss that much or at the top but I want to connect and not by looking down on others. Maybe I’m okay where I am. I don’t have to be everything my parents are. I do want to be respected though and doesn’t everybody want that and I think mostly I am.
I’m just not that convinced of myself but if I was, I might have been a supercilious person. Maybe you shouldn’t be either. Maybe it’s not good to be self deprecating or condescending. Mostly, if you can be something in between. Relaxt and happy to be there. Oh well, everyone has their own flaws, right?
I guess if you have any research on how to be that happy relaxt person, please e-mail me. In the meantime, I’ll do the best I can to be a relaxt person. Contented.
I hope you are doing well wherever you are. Until next time! X