All in Writing

Dear Vegan Food Bloggers

We need to talk. As much as I love your innovative recipes and dedication to creating vegan versions of our favourite non-vegan dishes, something has to change. And, no, I’m not talking about the long preamble to the recipes that no one reads. Although that could also do with changing.

One week into October and I’m already missing September. I miss the excuse of #ScrollFreeSeptember for not being on social media. I miss not knowing every single horrible thing that is happening in the world. And right now, there’s a helluva lot. And of course I have no one to blame except for myself. I’m back on social media because I want to be and to some extent because I feel like I have to be.

Today is the one year anniversary on my redundancy. This time last year I was being called into the back office and told that while this decision was very difficult I was being let go. I was given hugs and sent on my way. But not before a manager suggested I stay at home because my partner has a well paid job so I don’t need to work. Yep. That’s the kind of job environment I left behind.

Birthday are weird. Right? I think we can all agree. You have a mini existential crisis every 365 days. Who am I? What am I doing with my life? What is the meaning of it all? Like clockwork we try to tell ourselves that it doesn’t matter, it’s just another day. Age ain’t nothin’ but a number… We don’t have to have our entire life sorted out. Everything is fine. Really.

What do you do when things go wrong? Like, really wrong. If you're anything like me you probably binge a new series on Netflix or treat yourself to a delicious chocolately treat. Or if you're like Olga-past you'd go out and drink enough to forget. Maybe you buy yourself the latest mindfulness, wellbeing or self help book because this time you mean it, goddammit. Does this sound familiar?

Today is a whimper rather than a bang. It’s the kind of day where the muggy, oppressive air has infiltrated my psyche slowing me down.