Hello Steemit!
Nice to meet you! A little bit about me. Firstly: yes, I’m here under a pseudonym. That’s because all of this feels a bit new to me, so I need the security blanket of anonymity I guess :-)
Who am I? I’m a 30-ish year old female who was raised in the Netherlands, moved to Germany to finish up a studies that had taken me far too long to decide I wanted to do, and subsequently hightailed it to the UK.
I’m a psychologist, and am trying my hardest to develop my skills to help the people I’m supposed to be assisting (shall obviously not talk about my clients, as they deserve all the privacy they can get).
I like analyzing people and finding (pseudo-)scientific reasons to explain why we behave the way we do. In part a hazard of the job, and in part perhaps a survival mechanism.
Do I have hobbies? That question makes me cringe a bit. I feel I should come up with something intellectual, spectacular or at least acceptable. I can own up to reading newspapers, books on philosophy, science, autobiographies. My passion for thrillers is also very much accepted. That I spend a decade reading at least two supermarket romance novels a week? Not so much. However, now I can also claim a certain expertise in romances between virgin secretaries and playboy billionaires.
(Yup, this used to be a big thing for me until my late 20's)
I think cycling could be my hobby. Although I mostly do it because I’ve never learned to drive. And I push my bike up the hill every day.
I love action movies. Especially the old 80’s ones. An action hero just kicking ass and the people around him trying to compensate for the lead’s lack of acting skills.
I have tried liking horror movies. Watching them however inevitably leads to the following scenario: I am calm and relaxed at the start. After a few minutes of calmness I start believing that practice has made me good at watching scary movies. Two minutes later I’m overconfident and start telling the person next to me how this movie really isn’t scary. Then that background music starts. I now realize I may have made an error. I try to fold myself in my chair. The music grows louder. I’m trying to hide my face between my knees, while cradling myself. I now know I’ve made an error. I start counting the minutes until the torture ends.
I love my friends (to throw in a cliché), however just moving to a new country means I have none here. My colleagues are a few decades older than me, so that at times is a struggle.
Also: I sometimes take photos. They honestly are bad to mediocre (that’s not something I say to get pity for, it’s just an honest assessment of skills and dedication). Let us call it an antidote to perfect Instagrams.
(I was convinced that this would be an amazing picture of Bristol when I took it)
So what are my topics of interest that I would like to talk about? Health, psychology, the joys and pitfalls of living abroad and life in general. So far that concludes my little introduction.
If you have any questions for me, or tips on how to navigate this community please hit me up! I look forward to floating around here and getting to know you :-)
