Sunday, 9 October 2011

I sometimes don't like people and want to live in a cave

This has been a blog post waiting to happen for quite a while. It's not going to be a rant. Well, I'm not going to make any promises!

I've had a right week of it, dealing with the less attractive attributes of people - and that is putting it politely. Now I'm not saying that my halo is sparkling, I am sure I have my faults which irritate and annoy people but I like to think I try my best.

Sometimes I wish to be a hermit who shuns the world and lives in a cave. I think that the benefits of cave living would be food for the soul for me at the moment.

I am a bit fed up with the negativity and bitchiness from a lot of people in my life. I am a runner (not in the fitness sense) and an escapist. When I was young I would disappear into a book and live an alternative life through the characters. It's hard to do that now as the world keeps pushing itself in and distracting me from the wonder of the text.  It would be great to do a Shirley Valentine and just disappear but it's not as easy as that when you are a mum. You can't just run away. You have to stay and fight and work hard to give them the best experience of life you can whilst trying to protect them from the nastiness of people they will undoubtedly come across.

I fell into teaching by accident but prior to that I studied psychology as I have always been fascinated my human behaviour. Equally though, I have always been flabbergasted by how terribly we can treat each other.

Treat other people how you would like to be treated and you can't go too far wrong. Unless of course you are some sort of sadist.