Inherited guilt

Dear future historian,

Sorry. I had two days of going out for post office, grocery shopping and stuff.. and I just didn't find any time to write to you. This lockdown made me realise how much energy I loose when I go out with a 'to do list' and how happy I am at home. (At least I hugged a Tree.)

I.. how can I tell you that?

Well, just some days before the pandemic was known and the lockdown was a thing I wished to stay home for 6 months. I just felt exhausted, and I could tell that I needed a break.

We are all stories in the end, just make it a good one

Dear future historian,

Today feels weird. Not sure why.

A mix of too much and nothingness, boredom and stress, overload and not enough stimulation.

It took me like forever to make an add on Facebook for my book. Then I spend some time contemplating on how unrelated you are, my dear future historian, with my book, and how confusing it might be for my Facebook page visitors to see my letters to you, when my 'buy now' button is a mindfulness book. And after that most of my 'free-time' was spend on 'kitchen trips' in search for snacks -that I ending up not eating, because I get anorexic when I'm stressed- and some ADHDing (as I use to call that, like going up and down for no specific reason.) In general, a lot of disappointment on my self and a lot of doubt on my life's and marketing's skills.

Dear future historian (26 June 2020)

Dear future historian,

Wow. Today I got the best review that I could possibly hope for my book!

And you know from whom?

Remember Dayna Martin? The unschooler writer, children's advocate, etc, that I follow for more than a decade (that I mentioned on the 23rd of June?) A real role model for me, for years now.

Yes! Actually, really, unbelievably.. from her! Defenatly a big even to write about in my diary.

May all the big events for me, you, and my contemporary readers be as positive as this one, my dear future historian.

The review:

Lotus

Hello dear future historian,

Just a quick thought today, to show you my new ring.

You know.. my childhood self hated my Lotus name.

I would get so upset if I knew that I would proudly wear that ring!

In Greece people can't even pronounce it (which makes even more ironic the fact that now people can't pronounce my last name, here in the UK. :-p And why did they write it with 'ou' on my Greek passport anyway? What does 'Lotous' suppose to mean?) 

Be kind to children to change the world

Dear future historian,

Lets see.. where to start here? I read, some days ago, a book 'The explosive child' (by Ross W Greene PhD).. and I feel so ready to explode (a 'must read' book.)

Anxiety (22 June 2020)

Dear future historian,

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Have I told you how I panic over everything?

My day starts with a list, unrealistically long, and it ends with frustration at the un-checked tasks.

Why don't I readjust the length of the list? I thought you'd ask me that. My dear dear, naive, future historian.

I dont know if you live with AI house-robots, or in a post-apocalyptic scenario of the future, but a to-do list of people in 2020 is crazy.

Add uni and 2 kids and the expectations are beyond the 24 hours of the day.

Now.. add autism, OCD, ADHD and dyspraxia symptoms, and BAMM! You got yourself a recipe for anxiety. 

Καλημέρα Ήλιε

(Also available in English:

https://dearfuturehistorians.blogspot.com/2020/05/good-morning-sun.html?m=1)

June 21st

Dear future historian,

Today was the longest day of the year.

I went out and hugged a beautiful tree, Tree-meditated; and I stayed out till the sunset to Sun-meditate. 

Whatever

Dear future historian,

I wrote that many hours ago.. but I wasn't sure if I should share it. 

At the end I thought that.. what's the point of writing if I am not honest with who I am?

So.. here it is:

Trigger alert: suicide & mental health issues

Dear Future Historian,

I need to talk, even if it’s been 13 years.

At the cemetery. Everyone is dead here. Everyone but me. A cat suddenly appears from behind a grave. I keep walking. At some point, I reach John's grave.

‘Hi mate, I told you I'd come'.

I take off my shoes. Graves are holy ground. I place the sleeping bag on and sit down. Next, I take the bottle of wine that I had brought and open it.

‘Cheers John'. I drink a bit, then I get up, lift the sleeping bag, and pour some wine on his grave.

‘Cheers’.

Μύθος Κοσμογονείας

Η θεά Μητέρα.. κι ο Πατέρας θεός.. χτυπήθηκαν από τα βέλη του Έρωτα, που προϋπήρχε.

Αρχικά η χημεία τους εξέπληξε και τον ίδιο τον Έρωτα.

'DIY' Greek Short Film Script (February 4, 2005)

Also available in English

“ΦΤΙΑΞΤΟ ΜΟΝΟΣ ΣΟΥ”

Σενάριο μικρού μήκους της

Λείας Μιχαλοπούλου

(11 Σελίδες/Λεπτά.)

Thinking-ourselves-into-existence

-       - I am a double personality.

-       - I am not a double personality. We are just two people in one. Not something like a shampoo with a conditioner; more like peanut-butter and jam, in one sandwich.

-       - What are you talking about? You are confusing the readers.

-       - Whatever.

#standfortrees

Dear future historian,

My 11 year old daughter send me this today.