Aggressive People

I have always gravitated towards calm, peaceful and gentle, which also tends to go hand in hand with my ardent adoration of beauty, refinement and all things pretty. Overly aggressive people who yell, scream and say nasty things, really do upset my equilibrium. I don’t understand it, I don’t like it and I don’t want any part of it.

Lack of Support and Medical Research into Chronic Fatigue Syndrome

Ignorant people who don’t recognise Chronic Fatigue Syndrome as a legitimate illness, nor take the time to research the facts before judging someone with it as lazy. This illness needs a whole lot more support and recognition, to stop so many people suffering in silence and losing years, even decades of their lives. It is only now, as an ex sufferer, that I have found my voice because of Theda Myint.

I will continue to speak and do my part in raising awareness, so that no one has to suffer like she is now. It is heartbreaking that she has had to deteriorate this much, but what is even more heartbreaking, are the ten years leading up to this point. I hope that by people voicing her story, we can somehow bring meaning to the quiet suffering she has endured for so long.

Click here to read about Theda Myint’s desperate plight to stay alive, after suffering with the worst reported case of CFS witnessed by a Perth GP, who treated 10,000 cases during his career.

Please click here for details on how to donate to the Help Theda fund. I also know that her dedicated friend Jane Ann who is fronting the media campaign and fundraising efforts could do with some help. If you would like to help Jane Ann with media releases or coordinating fundraising, please contact me here, and I will pass on your details to Jane Ann.

If you have CFS, are supporting someone with CFS or would like to know more about this syndrome, you can visit the ME/CFS Society of WA.

You might also like Kirrily Anderson’s book called “Creative For A Second”.

“Creative For A Second was born when artist and CFS/ME sufferer Kirrily Anderson began to notice the large amount of creativity amongst the CFS/ME community. Seeing an opportunity to highlight this creativity and spread awareness, Kirrily began to contact fellow creative sufferers and after much interest decided to collate people’s artwork and experiences and put it all together in a book.”

Other People’s Crap

There are times in your life when you start to draw a line in the sand with certain things. Things you will not tolerate. Things you won’t put up with anymore. Things you are no longer interested in. I recently drew such a line (and it was a hard line at that) to signify the end of taking on other people’s crap, and when I say crap, I’m talking about people projecting THEIR issues onto me.

As someone who is pretty intuitive (I really should get myself a crystal ball and set up shop one day), I often pickup on what people are feeling, which also includes when they might be annoyed, pissed off or shitty. Being the lover of harmony that I am, I would always seek to fix it. Make it better. Make sure everything is okay. But, I don’t do that anymore. Because, I’ve learnt to stop feeling nervous when I think other people might be shitty with me (because let’s face it, why would they be – nudge, nudge, wink, wink). If I haven’t done anything wrong, then it’s not my stuff, and I’m not going to drain myself workshopping it, just so I know they’re not shitty with me. Quite frankly, I don’t have the time, energy or the inclination, and nor should I have to. Other people’s bad moods, short tempers and plain selfishness are not my responsibility.

I have too many lovely friends who understand and respect who I am, who know that they only have to tell me if I have upset them (and that I would want them to), and I will immediately make it right – because I am understanding and genuinely care. They also know that I don’t enjoy when people get uptight over little things, create dramas out of nothing or crack it at me for no good reason. I have been hurt and exhausted too many times in the past by other people’s crap. Not anymore.

I Love My Macbook But …

… why the hell does it only have 1GB of RAM? For the non IT savvy, this translates to = painfully f*%king slow! If I have more than 2 applications open, it is pinwheel city. e.g. every time I click on something, it takes two minutes to happen. As much as it pains me to blasphemous to thy mac (I love her so much I have even named her Millie), why did they make a laptop without enough RAM to be functional? I have since discovered that the new version of  my laptop has 2MB of RAM. The solution is to have an additional GB of RAM added to my laptop, but the thought of going without it, whilst it goes into surgery is too much too bare. So, until such time I go on holiday (where one is not meant to check their emails), I will have to endure the tediousness of a painfully slow laptop. *sigh*