As with anything in life, we try to do our best...well, most of us do. I am constantly striving to be good at stuff, just like the good little basic bitch I am. That's normal, right? Good at (vegan) cooking, baking, being a girlfriend, being fit and healthy, being a daughter, a friend, and yes....a teacher. But when does all the stress of trying your best all the time finally get to you? Some might say that being "yourself" is enough. Is that where I am going wrong? Do I have an idea of "self"? Am I not happy in my own skin? Is that why I'm always trying hard to please? Is that why I am here, burnt out and off work? Probably. Help, send backup! I'm suffering from Vegan, Basic Bitch-itus! All I can do is complain about my always warm, never hungry, first-world life! Save me! I need yoga, an ego boost and a pumpkin spice latte--STAT!
I promised I would write a positive note next....So here's something kinda funny, kinda weird, and pretty interesting....
Have you ever been out in the crowds and thought that everyone you looked at looked familiar? Well I had that on Saturday night when I was out for a tipple. And no! It wasn't the booze, I was fairly sober! And no, I wasn't tripping out! I was fine, having a great time with a great friend....But, I had to do some digging because the feeling of knowing most of the crowd that night was overwhelming! I was actually freaking out! I even went home early!
So, I have had a look online (again, using the internet for good!), and I have stumbled upon a journal entry from a peer-reviewed journal called Neurology. This particular article is about case studies on HFF, hyperfamiliarity for faces. "The hyperfamiliarity for faces (HFF) syndrome is a disorder in which unfamiliar people or faces appear familiar", Neurology. 2010 Mar 23; 74(12): 970–974. Well, I was shocked to find out about one poor chap in particular; he was a seemingly normal bloke, no neurological disorders, no risk factors for epilepsy, then bang! Had a seizure and starting thinking everyone was his bloody mate! I suppose there are worse outcomes....Anyway, what's kinda scary is that in the lead-up to his seizure, he was having anxiety attacks (Me!), increased sadness (Me, just ask my BF!), inability to focus (Could be ADD...), and was crap at multitasking....Eeeerrrmmmm, hello! That's me, me, me!! I've been in that boat, buddy! I'm the fucking captain of that shipwreck! We can get through this together! We will eventually make all the familiar faces our friends - together!....All joking aside, I'm not 100% sure what that little episode was or if it's even the same thing this journal is talking about, but all I know is it was fucking weird. Maybe I'm spending too much time inside and alone.....What a saddo.....Anyway, I'm a bit pissed off that the article doesn't say what happens next for us hyperfamiliarity sufferers. Maybe I should start a support group, meet up at the Bramley Park and try to make friends with everyone we already think we know..... PS--I hope this doesn't mean I've had or will have a seizure....yeeps. :-(
Until next time,
Sx
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