Thank you so so much, it really means a lot
But really!
I want to reflect a little bit on myself. I am a selfish person, that is for sure. And I am a real introvert. I can be with people for a day for example, but then I need three days of alone time. And I hate how I act when I am with friends. If it is more that three of us, I pull back. I enjoy reading a book, or watching something, or doing sudoku, what ever, but I cannot talk. I can walk as well, swim, sunbath, but talk, no way. I prefer anything else but talking. I love people, but in small dosis. I am happiest when I read, walk, swim and see my friends, but in small dosis.
My ex boufriend was really sociable and that was killing me. I couldn't participate with him. And couldn't imagine a life with him, with a house always full of people. I remember telling him, I would have to go to another room if we are to live together and there are people in out house. It is so strange. But I am like that from the erliest childhood. I think that is because I am hyper hyper sensitive, and I can feel everything too strongly, I just need a time to process and to relax. With my family, in Montenegro, we lived close to a mountain. My sister would spend the whole day with our cousins. I love my cousins but I would spend my day in the mountain reading, or knitting. Alone in the mountain. And then I would spend an evening with them. I have to accept this. I am like that.
But I also want to give myself more to others. I think this being alone is a kind of selfishness. I am sure it is. I had two, lets call them boyfriends, but they were not really my boyfriends, I could spend a lot of times with them. But just the two of us. Two or three is ok for me. More, no way.
But I want to change. When I come home, I am in my room, doing something, and I would like to spend more time with my mother. And my dad. And my friends. To balance out alone time and time with people.
One psychiatrist told me it depends on how you are raised, some people are raised to be social, some not. My mom is very social, but my dad not. I am like my dad. I miss Montenegro so much. So so much. That is the country I feel with all my soul and body. I love Serbia but Serbia is not mine. It doesn't resonate with me. Just Belgrade. But Montenegro, every stone, every hill, everything is mine. I remember once in Belgrade there was an exhibition of famous painter Lubarda. I was walking and saw from a window a painting and felt such a warmth, such a sense of belonging, I felt my roots. It was a painting of Montenigrian mountains. But he captured the atmosphere perfectly. That is a great painter, the one who can make you feel things. The depth of that picture is incredible. And I was just spending my summers there. And it is strange, because I am not a Montenigrian as a person, I don't have much in common with them as people, but nature, I feel it and very strongly. It is strange. And my other half is Macedonian, and I can see something macedonian in me, but I don't feel the country at all. Very, very strange. So as a person, I don't feel I belong anywhere. The only time I felt I belonged was in high school. Everybody was like me. Introverted and selfish. Incredible. And even more introvereted then me, much more. And even more selfish. It was so nice and so easy. And for them I have a great sense of humor, I make them laugh. They think that is universal, but not. It was just with them. That was a school for gifted children in mathematics. But it was amazing, how besides our love for math we had so so much in common in every aspect.
So, I really want to change, I want to be less selfish, and more conected with people, like my sister. I want to learn how to spend time with people. Like my sister, she is so good in that. She is not that sociable, for example I have way more friends than her. But she takes such a good care of her frinedships, and spends an amazing time. I have like an acid in me, and I want to put milk to that, and to make it sweet and nice. I menaged to do that once, when I was trying to lose weight. But I was doing it in such a way that I changed as a person then. I don't know what I did, but it felt so good. I gained self-confidence, I loved myself, I was spending the time the way I wanted. It was a real progress.
I am not sure how to do that again. But I will write about losing weight tomorrow.