Hello, everyone! In case you were wondering, I am still alive! I know I stopped blogging for a couple of months, but it seemed wrong doing it if the content was not decent. I did not have much spare time and to be frank, my heart wasn`t in it. I know blogging isn`t like Youtube, you can`t tell if I am in a bad mood, but it seemed wrong to pretend that I am OK when that wasn`t the truth. A few things happened since my last post, continue reading if you`re interested.
The thing that took most of my time was moving. We have finally left the flat and found a nice, little house. There`s a garden, a big kitchen and a bathroom with a bathtub
(hello Lush bath bombs), things I did not have in my crappy apartment. But obviously there`s a catch: the house is in zone 6, and it just took me a while to get used to it. I also have an hour journey to work, and that`s annoying, but I always bring a book with me, so at least I`m doing something productive. Like always, when dealing with stress my health goes to hell. I recently discovered I have some heart problems, but now everything`s under control. That`s not the point, though.
I had to go home to do my tests because in here nobody was taking me seriously. I know many people have to wait for medical appointments, that`s the way the system works. However, it felt like people were treating me differently based on my nationality. Like I don`t matter as much as someone that was born here. Still, I tried not to let it get to me.
And then came the Brexit! Before I get hate comments, I don`t mind if you were for or against leaving the EU. You have to do what you think it`s right for you; I get that. However, that does not give you an excuse to bring someone down. Right after the vote, I was taking the bus from work and a couple of drunk guys started calling me names. Again, I tried to be the better person and not let it get to me. But another incident happened a few days after that when a lady (possibly drunk) called my 3-year-old niece an ugly, European rat. How can anyone say bad things about a baby? I know alcohol affects your judgement, but it was still hurtful.
For months, I tried to keep my cool, but at one point it was enough! I had moved to London 4 years ago, and I have been working ever since. I pay my taxes and mind my own business. But for some people, your nationality is worth more than your actions. For days, I was in a bad mood and even considered moving back home. But you know what? You can`t let bullies win! Yes, it sucks that some people call me names and are rude. But I have met some wonderful people as well, who have welcomed me with open arms.
This post looks like such a huge rant, and I`m sorry for that, I just wanted to let you know why I haven`t been active lately. Not to worry, though, now I`m in a good mood, and I can`t wait to interact with you more.