2015…You’re almost gone, and that’s fabulous. You’ve been a real pain since before you revealed yourself to us, and you didn’t seem to care about improving yourself.
I opened up my home and heart to those I thought deserved it. In return, all I got was snubbed, betrayed, disrespected and heartbroken. It was like all the effort I made, the freedom that I gave and the love I sent out got distorted in a game of telephone and came back to me in alien shapes and forms. They took what I gave them and kept it all to themselves, or worse, shared it with others other than me. I believed it was humanly impossible for anyone to not realize how much I was doing for them, and hence, I blamed everything on myself.
I didn’t whine about any of it because I didn’t want to be a burden to anyone. My health wasn’t top-notch. I kept getting sick due to lack of sleep, poor eating habits and the Montreal weather. So I decided to travel to Europe and enjoy some peace and breathe some fresh air. But…2015, you bitch! Just when I thought I was finally going to get a sense of relaxation, I got robbed on the streets and had an exhausting last leg and return home.
I overworked myself in attempt of forgetting all the mishaps. I maxed my time out of the house and auditioned for a theatre production even though I knew it was going to be a lot of work. I kept going because I needed to be around positive people. I saw everyone pushing their limits, which motivated me to work harder.
I went on a fabulous family trip to Asia. I experienced the good, the bad, the rich and the poor. A five minute walk through an old, run-down village made me realize I should just appreciate everything I have. 2015, I thought you were finally coming to your senses.
On my birthday I decided to celebrate and just enjoy the company of those who continued to stand by me. The celebration was cut short as I got sick. First we thought it was food poisoning. It wasn’t. Then we thought it was an ear infection. Nope. Shortly after, I was diagnosed with sudden sensorineural hearing loss (SSHL).
And then everything happened nonstop. I was rushed into emergency surgery. I saw doctors weekly to ensure nothing else was wrong with me. I showed symptoms of various diseases and feared I would never see the end of this. Then I had to be evaluated and compete to get my hearing back. Now I have to get a computer chip inserted into my head.
Little stories of what happened since 2015 pulled that bad birthday prank on me are all or will be on this website. You can start reading about The Day My Life Changed and so on. The more intricate stories, anecdotes, discoveries and inner ramblings will eventually make their way out and stab your little hearts with some emotional reality…but for now, I’ve embarked on a long journey and I’m on the way to get my hearing back.
To all of you reading this: Happy Holidays! Your messages and support are all I wanted this holiday season. I didn’t have a gift list this Christmas, and after all I have endured over the past year, I don’t think I will ever have a gift list again. I also still get enraged when see and think about those who whine about the little things I cannot even imagine ever complaining about. Your hair will get ruined in the rain? Bid deal. Your kids are too loud? At least you can hear them. Please think about what you’re really complaining about.
It’s been a generally difficult year for many, filled with disappointment, confusion, distasters, deaths and tragedies. The only thing we can do is learn from them and appreciate the little things that we have.
I have kept my stories to a limited audience so far. But I’m now opening them up to the public and I hope people can learn and laugh with me. Please feel free to share this website or my Facebook page.
Wishing you all a happy new year!
And safe flight, 2015 – I hope your successor is much smarter than you were, bitch.