Here I am again…It’s been quite a long time since I spent time in my blog, way to many changes occurred in my life and I’ve lost my interest in writing, in taking photos, in reading books and in general enjoying life.
Last time I wrote on this blog I was happy that my life changed and I left the city for a new beginning in the countryside with my former other half. Hmmm….well that didn’t work and shortly after that guess what…a new beginning again!
Now I’m writing again but this time from a big city far away from Athens. I moved to London almost a year ago and I’m still trying to adjust. I would describe life here as challenging. When I moved here I came because I needed a change, I needed to get away from my life or so I thought…
London is a difficult city in so many ways and I still think that this is not a city for me but here I am trying to do my best with moving on with my life and find joy and happiness again.
This last year was by far the worst year of my life or as a dear friend would describe I went through an “Annus Horribilis”. On the other hand, going through times like these you get the opportunity to realize a lot about yourself and life in general.
What I came to understand lately is that I gave myself the opportunity to start over again but at the same time I didn’t get it…I’m in a new city, I could rediscover myself, try new things, meet new people, visit wonderful places and take photos that I so much enjoy but I chose to work and work and work a bit more. I thought that working all day long could somehow make me magically forget about everything so I would feel better…The plan obviously failed and not only that…I completely lost interest in anything that used to make me feel better: cooking, photography, books, gym, friends…you name it.
It’s been more than a year now that I haven’t cooked, I haven’t read a book, I haven’t taken a long walk, I haven’t had any type of exercise. I deliberately put my life on hold and I still cannot figure out why.
I didn’t keep in touch with the few friends I had and I’m consciously avoiding making any new ones, with a few rare exceptions. This is not a healthy way to live your life and I’m fully aware of that.
So I decided that enough is enough…it’s time to activate myself again if I want to get out of this. I know that it is going to be hard for me, given my personality, but nothing worth having comes easy.
My work might not be the best but at least pays the bills, my living situation might not be ideal but at least there is a roof on top of my head, my social cycle might be extremely small but they are there for me, I might be growing older but I’m healthy so why should I see it otherwise?
As a dear friend recently told me “Nothing is either good or bad. It simply is what it is. What appears to be bad, may open undreamed of opportunities, or what seems good, may have a dark underside.”
Writing helps me a lot so I decided to start writing again. I’m not a writer, I never liked the idea of keeping a diary and I would describe my English as “Basic” so don’t expect much here. It helps me to share my thoughts but it’s very difficult for me to do it with anyone that I actually know, weird but true! In here i can share my thoughts and if no one is reading is perfectly fine but if someone is indeed reading is even better.
So here we are again and hopefully this will give me the motivation to enjoy life and have something to write about…