Monday, September 16, 2013

Blogtember: What DOESN'T Comfort Mean to You?

I've decided to devote the next month on my blog to do my favorite blogtember challenges and prompts. Why? I feel like my blogging has fallen into a rut and I want to shake things up a bit. I want to broaden my blogging experience, in addition to my writing horizons. 

Comfort. It's a tricky subject. First before I explain what comfort doesn't mean to me, I should explain what does. When I'm at comfort I'm curled up with my dog, and watching some lame sort of chick flick. I am eating something yummy, such as a warm chocolate chip cookie, or a cupcake. You know the kind of thing that tastes good, but isn't exactly good for you. My dog is usually in the picture around there somewhere, along with a pair of slippers. I also believe that comfort can be surrounded by the people who you love and care about. Friends, loved ones, and significant others. Having them around during the uncomfortable can perhaps make life a tad bit more comforting. 
Now to attack the subject of what's not comfort to me. And that's a few. The first is being surrounded with medical things, or being surrounded with people who talk about medical things. I have a condition called Vasol Vagol Syncopy, which means that I could pass out when confronted with those kinds of issues. It can range from watching Grey's Autonomy, to hearing people talk about medical things, or of course seeing it first hand. It's an actual medical condition, not some kind of phobia. (No, I'm not afraid of blood. However, I am afraid of passing out. It's kinda scary no lie.) Needless to say, passing out or feeling like I'm going to is very uncomfortable. Also walking out of my classes is uncomfortable. I often feel paranoid about it. I hate having to go to a teacher and explain "I have a problem, it's not because I'm a special needs student, it's because there is something that is wrong with me medically." It's crazy and stupid and annoying, and I wish I didn't have to deal with it as a psychology student. However, it is what it is. I can't help that I was born with it, I can help how I deal with it. 
Another thing that isn't exactly comfortable for me is cold weather. I hate any weather that is cold and wet. Whenever I'm around rainy weather I kind of feel like the sky is crying. I don't know why, I just do. It's not comfortable to being around rain. I'm often reminded of those sad commercials when the kid is all alone, and   left to fend for his or herself. When I'm in rain, I'm reminded of sadness,  and loneliness. Friends of mine would disagree because they find the rain to be peaceful. To each his own. 
In conclusion, I kind of like being uncomfortable. It makes me appreciate the things in life that make me comfortable such as my lovely friends, warm chocolate chip cookies, and self indulgent moments when I watch movies. 

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