SHARING YOUR SPACE WITH ANOTHER HUMAN

 Hey awesome book readers, 

When you're used to being in your room alone and sleeping in your room without anyone else there, you get that soul shattering anxiety that grips you with it's cold hand that gets wrapped around your chest. You can't feel relaxed in the realm of calm when you see another human walking around your safe and secure tranquil sanctuary. You can't just randomly go in your room and chill and draw since you gotta be mindful about the other human who is your roommate on a temporary basis. Then your eyes that are the windows to the soul keep opening and closing cuz you wanna make sure none of your stuff that you've got displayed in and around your room gets touched. It's about feeling the swirling whirlpool of being out of control in your space that's supposed to be your time out spot until you're feeling like you can be back in your element and go back into the main space of the house, and you get frustrated when the human is saying you're not being welcoming enough when you're trying to be accommodating towards them to the best of your ability and when it's unappreciated you're wallowing in the waterfall of sadness and the tears are wetting your face like raindrops on a car's windshield. 

OMG I've rambled on for time and now I gotta get down to the raw unfiltered advice that will blow your minds. Sit back and relax against those fluffy pillows and blankets. Slide into your favourite pair of loungewear/PJ's/Kaftans/hoodies and joggers/t-shirts and jeans. Call you cat babies or older cats who are still your babies and stroke/massage them until they're purring like car engines. Listen loud and crystal clear: 

'You can't keep telling a person to sit in one place when they've got a shoulder injury otherwise they'll snitch to you to your male parental figure who's in the house when you're holding the fort down. Just take a deep breath in and go and do some mindful activities like colouring/drawing/painting to get all this anxiety and negativity out of your system. Also don't keep saying random stuff cuz you don't want others to be in your bedroom as these old people of the Asian Diaspora get offended at every little thing so you just gotta be keeping your self to yourself and going in your room for some time out and alone time to get yourself back to being kind and accommodating.'

Oof, that was a whole big ass paragraph of advice to sink in to those glowing Asian skin-tones and pores. I know I went on and on, but having  someone else be up and close near the places you keep things in your room. Examples of this is your shelf or table where you put things so they're out of the way. You feel that big twisted ugly monster of dread and anxiety curling up in a ball that sinks deep in your gut and leaves that panic gnawing at the cartilage of your intestines. You keep waking up from your sleep and you never get to just be casually walking around you room in the pitch black darkness as bright white lights are on at 1AM in the morning and it does something to your head when your skull is already pounding like someone is bashing a hammer on it cuz of loud phone volumes from 8pm onwards. Then you see other rubbish on the bottom bit of your shelf and you freak out and move it all cuz you don't want things to fall over or break if you've got ceramics or perfume bottles in the room. 

OH MY GOODNESS. I rambled again cuz I was on a roll getting deep into the nitty gritty of the subject. I'm gonna give y'all some mind-blowing, earth shattering advice that will rock your world and tilt it on its' axis. Buckle up and get ready for the rollercoaster ride of words that will pour into your eyes and ears. Sit back and relax against those fluffy pillows, and cosy quilted blankets that you just snuggle up to. Slide into your favourite pair of loungewear/PJ's/kaftans/hoodies and joggers/t-shirts and shorts. Grab a soothing/relaxing face mask to put  on your face and leave on for 10-20 mins that'll leave your skin glowing. Listen loud and crystal clear: 

'Don't keep growling and groaning when another human is making a lot of noise in your room when you're sleeping cuz then they have so much to say in 7 different languages. Just be cool as a cucumber and keep watching them like a hawk until they leave the room and let you rest in peace. You gotta suck it up for however long this human is gonna be in your environment. Be expressive and tell them when you wanna go in your room to chill on your ones. Be very clear that it's your space and you want to be you and just dwell in the silence without stepping on those metaphorical eggshells every 2 seconds.' 

Geez Louise. Some spine-tingling advice that just sends a little shiver of awe down your back. It's about being able to make sure that no one touches what's yours and moves anything around in your space so you can be OK to let them chill in your room. Personally you should be able to put Don't Disturb signs or keep it under lock and key sometimes, maybe you can't do that cuz you gotta reign in that boss like rude boy/girl energy and just be as normal as possible in your environment even if you wanna flip your lid and scream about the unfairness of the issue of not being able to have your space back and reclaim it  as yours when you're on your own home turf. 

YO YO YO. I went off on the deep end of rambling there, let me get back into the heart of it and give y'all some awesome jaw-dropping advice. Sit back and relax in those comfy office chairs while you're staring at those monitors. Slide into your favourite footie team merch. Grab some hair oil to massage into your head. Listen loud and crystal clear: 

'It's about being able to be at inner peace in your personal private sanctuary without others barging into your room. When you knocking like a prison warden on their door gives them the fright of their lives. You have to vie them a list of reasons and when they give you ideas on going to another place to be out of other peoples orbit or hair you gotta fight to the death to be in your spot in the house where you're comfortable in your skin. You can't just live with the golden hour of silence to bask in the enjoyment of being home alone without people knocking your prized possessions over on your shelf/display case.' 

MY GOODNESS ME. That was some world changing mind-boggling advice that will stop your in your tracks and leave you to chew on it in those big beautiful chaotic minds that are literal mazes. It's about being able to just be so relaxed that all the worries piled on your shoulders like bricks weighing you down can just slide off your back and turn into the beautiful rubble of that tower of confidence that sometimes crumbles to dust in between your fingers. It's like that hourglass filled with sand that drains because time flies by faster than you can blink. 

Alright I'll get back to giving y'all one last piece of advice to get y'all to be mellowed out a bit. Sit back and relax against those pillow and blanket forts that you've made with those imaginations turned into a fascination. Slide into your favourite pair of chucks/trainers/crocs/fluffy slipeprs/fuzzy socks. Grab an iced coffee to sip on. Listen loud and crystal clear: 

'You gotta find these little pockets of time when you can go into your space and just breathe deeply and let all that noise in your brain turn into a silent buzz in the background. It's about being able to get back to that hyper bubbly self that you've missed out on from being sucked into the quicksand of trouble and blasted into the galaxies of outer space. It's bout being able to just vent and cry alone in the privacy of your sanctuary. So go and yell into the void once in a while.' 

Now I'm gonna leave y'all with one quote that goes along the lines of: 

'Our boundaries define our personal space- and we need to be sovereign there in order to be able to step into our full power and potential.'- Jessica Moore. 

Another quote I really like that goes along the lines of: 

'I simply can't have roommates. I like my own space.'- Ottessa Moshfegh. 

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p.s This is only about the experience of the thing, not about a specific person.