I grew up in a dysfunctional family, like most people. Or maybe it was just my mother who was dysfunctional. I was the oldest of three sisters and a parental child by the age of nine. Parenting your own parent as a child leaves you with a big responsibility, yet no power. I was robust and probably better qualified for that role than my sweet sisters. I was assertive, even abrasive from childhood, formidable before I finished primary school. Eccentric too I guess, but who isn’t somewhat eccentric anyway? Halda áfram að lesa →

I am feeling better. Somewhat.

‘Think positively, visualize success’ my friend said and yes positive thinking works, visualization works, BUT –it is not that simple. Halda áfram að lesa →

My sister is such a rare jewel. Not just affable like most nice people but so utterly lovable that she should have a full-time job just being her. And she is so nice to me. It is not that she understands my way of thinking, she does not and she doesn‘t pretend to either, but she accepts me for who I am. She and her husband are supportive in the best sense of the word and they are very dear to me. Halda áfram að lesa →

I deactivated my facebook account. I like facebook. It is a big part of my life, as a matter of fact, I use it almost every day. However, I didn’t think of it as a big deal, since you can easily reactivate the account whenever you want to. Well, it turns out to be a very big deal, some people even think that this means I’m suicidal. I’m not. I’m not fine either, I’ve been through a crisis, and yes, closing my account has something to do with the state I’m in, but it is just a website, and I have not deleted it permanently, just put it aside.

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Dear Fan (probably my only one)

As you have read my blog through google-translate so long, I think I owe it to you to clear out a few things that you may have found elusive. Halda áfram að lesa →

They broke the mold when they created Eva, so how come you are stuck inside a box? said Elias, and I just shook my head. Witchcraft has been failing me lately and I don’t know why. Halda áfram að lesa →

Síðasta vetur dundaði ég við það, sjálfri mér til yndisauka að þýða bandaríska skáldsögu. Þetta er saga tveggja kvenna sem eiga það sameiginlegt að vera ekki ástfangnar af mönnunum sínum. Þær leggja ástríðu sína í matargerð og öðlast með því dýpri skilning á eðli hjónabandsins. Halda áfram að lesa →