When you can own to things that you’ve done or said to others that is hurtful and harmful.
I don’t know why Sydney is as popular as it is. Many people say that Sydney should become our new capital city…Except for the fact, that it SUCKS!
As a REALLY good example, when Australia voted in “YES” for marriage equality. NSW, where we have the Mardi Gras, only JUST scrapped in with Yes. They were actually the state that voted the lowest “Yes” vote. I forgave them, because at LEAST they managed to just squeeze the “Yes” in -.- Sydney also has the biggest bunch of white conservative elites out of the entirety of Australia.
Sydney, where they have the Mardi Gras is had the biggest voices against “Yes”. My state is the “State of Churches” and WE had a bigger majority for Yes, than NSW did.
Because they have largest group of Conservative elites. These elite have systemically been shutting down and shoving away anything “out of the ordinary” in Sydney.
My narcissistic ex-best friend lives in Sydney, and she could not SHUT UP with how Sydney is just better than everywhere else. Which is probably a good reason why I dislike Sydney too. One time I went over there for her birthday. She had not bought a new red top for the occasion. The day of her party, she decided to finally go and look for one I asked “Why didn’t you get on already?” Her reply “Sydney’s MUCH better than Adelaide, I’ll be able to find one, if not two, so easily”. She didn’t and sulked the whole night, because she had wanted to wear something special -.-
Having a brother in Melbourne, I know how true this article is. Sydneyer’s think they are literally “the stuff” because they live in Sydney…and don’t they act like it! It’s not like New York, where people are actually good and pretty welcoming. Sydneyer’s are more like “I live in Sydney, I’m better than you”. -.-
Go to Sydney for the attractions, but travel literally anywhere else in Australia for the true warmth of Australia.
I can technically bake a cake, whether that’s baking well or not is another matter. I actually prefer to bake cookies. I LOVE cookies, and it seems everyone else bakes cakes in my family anyway. I think once I have kids, I’ll probably have to more, but basically I can, but I prefer cookies =D
What’s one thing that can instantly make your day better?
Without a doubt, both of the furbabies instantly make the day better. Even when you go to the rubbish bin, they are just so genuinely happy to see you. Of course as well, when you get that package you’ve been waiting for, sometimes you think it’s gotten lost and then you realise…It has not! Or starting to read a really good book.
When you were a kid, did you eat the crusts on your sandwich or not?
I ate it all, baby!
What’s something your family would be surprised to learn about you?
I’m not actually sure to be honest. They know pretty well, I haven’t really hid anything from them. The only thing I’ve hidden from them is the fact that my anxiety tablets made me depressed there for a bit.
AND (of course)
GRATITUDE IS AN ATTITUDE!
Please feel free to share some gratitude from this past week (or month or year). This is purely optional of course, but it does tend to uplift everyone (I happen to think) to read some happy and/or joyful thoughts or view some uplifting pictures. Thank you if you do so!
Just having another day here. With the ability to stay off social media if I so choose. I guess I feel grateful that I have choices.
I have to warn you all that I am going to make this personal, however if you can relate, that makes it even better!
When I had my massive panic attack last year, and when I came back from the hospital. I basically stayed on the couch, day and night for the next two days. I had never been so scared in my life…But…I got up again…I didn’t want to be on the couch anymore, I wanted to get up again…I did not want to be on the couch for the rest of my life…I didn’t want too…
The most satisfying and most empowering moment that I’ve had in my recent life is when I walked out the front door and sat in the park near my partners house. For the next month or so, every extra step was a personal triumph! When I went inside to the cake near my partners house and waited in line with strangers to buy a cannoli…Amazing! There is a lot of truth to
“The first step is the hardest” But you can!