...from a holiday It was...busy, active, gave me new energy. Even I got a bit of a tan (nothing short of a miracle: I never get sunburned, but don't usually tan either. My skin seems to think looking like a porcelain doll is still fashionable) I spent a lot of time with my two aunts, which was a nice change. My mum is sane in her very own way, but her worldview is so radically different from mine...we always disagree. And aside from that, she's more of a moody artist than the sort of mum you go shopping with. My aunts are the opposite. Very down-to-earth, realistic, adventurous and curious instead of dreamy and passive. They really help me with a lot of things, like going on a windsurfing camp this summer. Really looking forward to that. Also, they're way more relaxed about the whole religion thing me and my mum always have rows about, aka, they don't think I worship the devil, and don't feel the dire need to mention I'm going to die about 10x a day.
May have to do with them being sorta a mixture of trad. catholic and very pagan, haha. As in, they like the symbolism of the church, and feel free to use it because Mary is a old pagan goddess anyway, just baptized and called Mary for easy-use-without-the-risc-of-being-killed-by-the-church. Medieval people had so much fantasy. Anyway, they're not really religious...they have their own eclectic believes, but they don't exactly determine their daily behaviour (logically, since they don't actually have a religion, just a philosophy, without set rules)...and that makes it so calming to be around them. For once, I don't have to be careful not to start another preaching, or not to hurt any feelings. It's great. I stopped feeling guilty completely, finally, this week. I'm now finally able to completely love my mum again, without it hurting myself too much with it. It's still hard at times, but I'll hold on. The fact that she's in a sect is just something I'll have to deal with, it's her choice. But never mine.