How Canada has turned me into a worse person.

I am now going to use the first post of my soon-to-be very popular blog to warn newcomers of something a little less obvious than the low temperatures of the country that welcomed my family with wary arms: Canada will most likely turn you into the talkative old lady you used to run away from.

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The lack of human communication brought on by the fact that all your friends and family were instantly gone overnight will bring up your anxiety levels as you wait in line at the walmart just HOPING the cashier will ask youHow is your day? ” . And BOY, will you give your answer a lot of thought!

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As a result, my dad is avoiding me. When he calls, which is 3 times a day, he can’t start with your regular “Hi! How are you?” anymore. He says it’s because my answer will be TOO HONEST and TOO LONG. He is right about that.

I started therapy just so a poor soul would be obligated to talk to me for a whole hour But then I couldn’t afford it anymore. So, I started a blog to have as many conversations as I want with a screen.

I tried making friends but I guess I am just plain annoying.  I mean, my kids are homeschooled. I am THAT person. People don’t like me, I don’t like people. I thought I’d fit in perfectly in the middle of nowhere.

Well, I was wrong.

So, thank you in advance for all of you who comment. I know there will be a lot. And rest assured that I will be answering very thoughtfully and carefully the smallest most irrelevant questions you ask.

Tch-tchau!

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