It had been a while since I last blogged. A friend of mine was asking me when I would start writing again, and I was pleasantly surprised that anyone would want to read my writings.
I have, however, these days, been more fond of looking into Facebook and updating my status from time to time. I find that a better and easier way of expressing myself, with more interactions and feedback. Blogging can be quite a lonely task, as though you are talking and writing into an abyss.
One colleague of mine asked me one day, "Huh? You actually wrote in your FB about your sales?" Well, not so much in context, but more of the emotional side of it. :-)
Chinese New Year is just round the corner, and tonight I am sitting here in my hotel room writing to tell the world what I have to say, which is nothing much. Updating can be a pain in the ass when you already have to update your sales reports everyday. Furthermore, I do not want to bore my readers with what I had for breakfast this morning in the airport. But since I mentioned breakfast, McDonald's opened at 4 a.m. in the airport, and the freshly prepared
Sausage McMuffin was heavenly on a cold morning.
I had two of that this morning.
(There, that was my "sinful act" of the morning).
And I am reading a book now documenting the life of a "
Multiple Personalities Disordered" person. I found out that the more specific term for this condition is "
Dissociative Identity Disorder, DID", whereby a person might display distinctly different personalities that would emerge when the person reached adulthood at different times and circumstances.
In many cases, the person had undergone childhood abuse, both physically and/or sexually, of which the child had chosen to blocked out during the event. These alters were the personalities that carried the memories of the abuse, while protecting the child from suffering since young.
I then googled the term "DID" on the net and found an interesting and comprehensive video on the condition, and it was heartbreaking to watch the people suffering from DID. Understanding brings sympathy and empathy for the victim and also the carer of the victim. It was a life of absolute distortion, of not remembering what really had happened to oneself, and the constant danger of hurting oneself. Self-mutilation is common. One woman set fire on her car and woke up later breathing through a respirator.
So much for now. Currently, I consider the book the most interesting thing in my life now, and had done a slight research of the content, apart from the fact that I had to get ready for the new year, bring in more sales, travel to places, furnish my room, supervise a gathering for the scout group, pinning a date down for the event, and make sure that the kids are doing okay. (Not my kids, the kids that are supposed to be organizing the gathering).
But I have made many good friends along the way, particularly when I am travelling alone. Busy is my life, but the fulfilment is there.
