Saturday, November 4, 2017

Sense of Belonging

Woah, it's been 3 months since I've updated this blog. 

Couldn't fall asleep, damn brain, hence I'm writing this now, hopefully I'll be able to sleep after expressing all my inner thoughts through words.

This year, I conquered my fear of going out and meet people. I made myself active by joining toastmasters and dancing. I thought I would be happy. For a while, I did. And then my damn brain started to become depressed again.

Looking at pictures of a group of happy people together makes me feel lonely. In toastmasters, I felt happy. But certain times, these aunties will have their own outing or yam cha, without me. 

Then, I looked at pictures of my dancing school mates. They were so cheerful together with their vibrant dancing costumes and makeups. I was not part of it. 

Both situations are the same. These 2 bunch of people have been together for a long long time. I feel like I couldn't fit in, just like old days again. The first group is a bunch of aunties, most of them in their 50s or 60s.I knew some of these aunties' children. Some of them have become grandparents. Obviously I'm not in the same generation with them. Along the journey, I've met a lot of toastmasters from other club. Some clubs have very young people and I can see these bunch of young adults were having so much fun together. I started to wonder, did I join the wrong club? 

As for the dancing school, it's exactly the opposite. Too young. These youngster have been training for years, they are very much close to each other. They train day and night together, they join competition together, they travel together, they pretty much did everything and share everything together. It's impossible for me to break through that strong bond and be with them. I'm a young adult, ergo I join the adult group. The adult group consist of a 60 year old grandma and a couple in their 40s. I only mentioned these 3 people because they are very consistent, I've been dancing with them for about a year. What about the rest? Previously there were a few youngsters as well, but because of the lousy system the school has, they left. I think it is only a matter of time that I too, leave this school. 

Here's the reason, whenever there are newbies coming in, the teacher will teach them, so what happened to us? We follow them. Learn from the beginning, learn the basics. I've seen so many youngsters left because they find that they are not learning anything new anymore. They are 2 teachers, but the older one would let the younger one do all the work. Supposedly the old one can teach the newbies and younger one teach us, the already more advanced group. But she mostly do administrative work.For me, I think it is a vicious cycle. As long as they are newbies coming in, there's no way the young adult group can learn much. I guess that's why the principal doesn't pay much attention to the adult group. He knew that people would come and go. Unlike his younger students which he teaches in a group. 

Lemme tell you about these aunties who came to join us. Some of them are complete Kaki Bangku. Means cannot dance at all in BM. Seriously, I'm not kidding. They can't even remember the steps, let alone dance with the music. It's impossible I tell you. 

And now, to make the situation worst, my favorite younger teacher is not going to teach us anymore. She's going to pursue her studies. With only 1 teacher left, how am I going to learn anything? I got so depressed and cried nonstop when I found out about this. Coz I know I'll be missing a really good and dedicated and patient and passionate about dancing teacher.

I'm joining the solo event for my dancing competition, it is coming very soon, and so far I've been on my own, literally solo. Do you know why I don't have a partner? Because the couple refused to partner with each other, so my fav teacher who was supposed to be MY partner, became their partner, both! Today during dance practice, no one was there to teach me. I was literally dancing SOLO. The couple had her for the whole class.

I got so mad, frustrated and then depressed again. No one knows the anxiety inside me starting to build up like a mountain. I'm a newbie and my chance of winning is very low, I guess that's why no one cared to pay attention to me. Seriously, like in 2 weeks! I haven't even mastered my routine. I don't even know how to balance myself because of the damn heels. 

I'm not a part of the aunties nor the bunch of young talents. I'm a young adult who longs for the same level companionship which I never get. All my peers have their own friends. I don't. But still I thank God that at least there is one friend who would ask me out when she's in town. She's going back to UK for her graduation. I thought I've gotten past through the graduation sadness, apparently not. Every time I see my friends graduate, my heart still aches. I thought I would feel nothing when I see my friends happily receiving their degrees, flowers and congratulatory notes, I'm not. Deep down, I still wish that I was the one standing there. 

Confession of a depressed young adult.

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