The new arrivals 🔈

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As I mentioned it in the pervious blog, lately I barely have time to be alone. I’m saying this from a positive point of view, because a few weeks ago I was crying over the fact how lonely I was feeling. I hit the bottom and I felt like I had no choice but to take actions and connect with the world again, so that’s what I did. Over the past few weeks new people entered my life who are making every day enjoyable and count. I wanted to introduce the people I’m spending most of my time with, while keeping their identities private. So here they are.

The new Hungarian girl

In the “After rock bottom” blog I said “…I’m back on the website called couch-surfing…”. On couch-surfing there’s a section called hangouts where you can find people who want to hang out and do things around the city. Things like have a walk in the park, or a drink in a cafe or pub etc. The point is these people are either new to the city or travelling by and wanna meet people to hang out with. It’s an effective and cool way to meet new people. I saw there was a girl logged in with a Hungarian name. I looked at her pictures and she seemed to be a decent person, so I messaged her. We added each other on Whatsapp and a week later (which was just over a month ago) we met up in a pub and had a night out together. Ever since, we spend most of the weekends together. She’s considerably new to London, and she was looking for friends in the city. Now she got me, and I got her. We’ve been getting along very well so far. She is pisces like me. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not an astrology geek. I don’t believe in the predictions, but I have to admit the personality descriptions are incredibly accurate. My point is our personalities with this girl is uncannily similar. We’re into the same topics and the way she likes to do things is close to home too. So yeah, she’s a great addition to my life and I’m very thankful for her showing up.

The Hypnotist

Also in the “After rock bottom” blog, I mentioned that I wanna start therapy for my skin picking disorder. A friend was suggesting hypnotherapy for my condition, which meant I had to find someone to treat me. I Googled some hypnotherapists and I just couldn’t find anybody I could afford. But then figured, a couple months ago I attended a hypnosis related event simply out of curiosity and they added me to their Whatsapp group. They were constantly chatting, and since I wasn’t an active member I almost exited the group but a little voice inside kept telling me to stay. When I stared looking for a hypnotherapist, I knew this was the moment I was waiting for. So I asked the group if anyone knew someone that could help me, and immediately a bunch of people got back to me. They were recommending friends or themselves but they were also suggesting me to come for another meetup and see who I’m going to be connecting with the most. Before I went to the meeting, one of the people called me up whom I found really nice, I also thought her price was reasonable therefore I was happy to go with her. However, I already promised to meet the group, and because she said she’s going to be there too I decided to go. Well…Someone else came along too who really caught my attention. The way he carried himself and spoke. He was just so…I don’t know what the right word is to describe it. Maybe Interesting. But I mean it in a good way. I just felt inside I wanted to see more of what he represents. Tell him stuff and ask him questions.

If you didn’t realise by now I’m very much into the topic of mind and figuring out how it works. What makes it tick, what makes it brake. Finding out how much power it actually has and who is truly in control? Does my mind control me, or do I control my mind? Why does it work the way it does? Do you guys ever wonder about stuff like this? I knew this guy does. All the time. It's his passion and profession. I just had to know more.

He messaged me after the event and we've been talking ever since. We met up a couple times and had really interesting and deep conversations. At this point I can't decide if I want more than just friendship or not. Initially, I was really attracted to him, but since then, he gave off some vibes that kinda turned me off, so now I can’t really decide how I'm feeling. All I know is that I really enjoy talking to him. I like listening to his voice and I enjoy our conversations. I don't wanna let him go, but I don't know how close I can let him either. I know he likes me, which makes me a little afraid that if I don’t develop feelings for him sooner or later, I might hurt him down the road.

Anyhow he's a very interesting character, therefore I wanna keep him in my life. I might actually expand on him and what he does exactly and what he's capable of as a hypnotist in another blog.  

Now let's move onto the last person I was going to talk about. 

The old new friend

Life is such an unpredictable game. You never know what’s the future has in store. I meet people I befriend them and then we go on separate ways. Our paths might go so far from each other that I would think they’ll never meet again, but then…a call, a message happens out of nowhere and boom! We’re on the same road again.

After 6th grade, I changed schools. I went to a private Catholic school for 2 years, and while I was attending this school, I made friends obviously. I had my best friend and another girl whom I was hanging out with most of the time. But there was this boy, let's call him Joe, who just got along with us very well. He was coming from an extremely religious family but he was always getting in trouble with the teachers and authority figures. Rebellious, but also really friendly. He was just always doing his own thing despite his environment's expectations. We liked him. He was fun. So it was sort of the four of us. Shortly after a year, his parents sent him to an even more religious and strict school, and I ended up going to another school where they had a more intense english education system. All my friends I made in this class slowly faded into the past. 

More than 12 years later, Joe responded to a Facebook story that I posted, and we began chatting. Turns out we both have been living in London for over 4 years. You can probably guess the rest of the story. We agreed to meet and we're back to being friends again. We communicate and hang out on a weekly basis.  

It's good to have someone from the roots. Someone that you barely know, yet you know so well. We were just kids when we met, and it's so interesting to see how he has not changed a thing. He might have more years and experience behind him. I can tell he’s a grown man now, but deep inside down to his core he’s still that rebellious, free-spirit he’s always been. No school, dormitory, strict parents or teachers could tame his fire inside to live his life the way he wanted it. Even-though he didn’t become a priest, he’s a good person. He’s kind and loving. He just didn’t fit in the box everyone wanted to squeeze him into, so he broke out and left home to explore life in his way. I respect that. He’s here with me now, and we’ll see what the future has in store for our friendship.

So here they are. The new people I’m spending most of my days with lately. I haven’t even mentioned my friend who just came back from New York. But we’ve been friends for about 4 years now, so he’s not one of the newbies. He’s also super busy with his own projects so I don’t see him as often as the others, but he’s still really special and important person in my life.

Being around these people make me feel alive. I love our conversations and I love making and sharing memories with them. Not having anyone to connect with puts me in a really sad and dark place, but now, these people, they brighten up my darkest days.