My Year in Canada: Preface

Hello folks! So, as you may know, I was living in and around Vancouver in Canada between August 2012 and August 2013. I’ve now been home for one month as of today. I’ve done pretty much nothing of any major interest for the last month, pretty much just decompressing from a solid four weeks of travel. Now things are starting to roll again, in some fashion.

Now that I have had that month out, I’m able to look back at the past year a little bit and take stock of everything. Immediately before I left Canada, I might have told you that I was sick of Vancouver and just wanted out. I was, and I did. But I do not regret it.

I’ve got a bunch of half-written travel logs in the drafts section of this blog (amongst other things), and in various text files and notepads, things I had intended to post, but I seemingly never found the time or inclination to actually complete them. I’d love to say it was because I was too busy having fun, but that wasn’t always the case.

What I intend to do over the next few weeks is chart, from beginning to end, the rough arc of my year away from Scotland. There are parts I have covered in previous posts, which I will link to along the way. There are parts where nothing very exciting happened for several months.

In the interest of full disclosure, I have suffered from clinical depression and anxiety issues for most of my adult life. I have not taken medication for almost five years, and maybe that’s been a mistake. I am an introvert, I struggle to make friends, and I don’t really like to socialise the way people my age generally socialise. I’m not into parties, and when I take photos, I’m almost never in them.

I don’t like to make excuses for who and what I am, or to pin all responsibility for my problems on some stupid chemical imbalance or whatever it actually is that makes me this way. I just mean to say that sometimes my nature gets the better of my intentions. As something I deal with on a day to day basis, it was absolutely a factor in how I spent my time in Canada, and how I reflect back on it now.

That disclaimer aside, I hope this series is enjoyable to read. I promise to fill it up with photos and galleries and all kinds of multimedia stuff, unlike this text-heavy preface.

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