In terms of my hobbies and interests, I feel like things have turned pretty static. Although for some people, it’s totally fine to have a select few hobbies that they rarely stray from throughout their entire life is absolutely fine, for me, I feel like I’m in a place now where I need to expand and broaden my hobby related horizons a little bit. Of course reading will always be my biggest and number 1 hobby, nothing will ever take that away from me (I hope) and despite making some money from blogging now, I still more or less consider it a elaborate and time-consuming interest of mine. I love Yoga and watching films and TV shows but that’s more or less where my hobbying ends. Blogging, reading, TV and Yoga. It’s not a very diverse list is it?
Life moves and works in weird and sometimes wonderfully mysterious ways and although we shouldn’t, the majority of us will look back at a better, happier or simpler time and think about the could haves, would haves and should haves of the past. I am thankful that I had a rich, fun and bright childhood and teenage years. I had more fun than I ever thought I would and experienced some wonderful things. But, like everyone, I made mistakes and had to endure the bad with the good. Looking at different aspects of my life, I’m thinking about what I would say to my little, naïve, 13, 16 and 18 year-old self.
I had a bit of a rant on Twitter a while ago, about how some people put you down or make you feel small because your hobbies, interests and what you enjoy doing for fun is different from theirs. Now, I know on a whole, people are generally accepting. In the diverse world we live in, it’s hard not to be but I know from past experience that some people do have something to say about the fact that I don’t enjoy clubbing anymore, nor do I like getting drunk and doing what could be considered “normal” for a young woman of my age to be doing. And unfortunately, I’m probably not the only person to have experienced this. Continue reading