I recently watched "Fleishman is in Trouble" on Hulu and it's probably one of the most thought-provoking shows I've watched in a while. The gist: There are two characters going through a divorce, so the husband revisits past moments from the relationship and how it has evolved over time. I feel like a lot of series' have attempted examining divorces and relationships in the past, but this was done in a really witty, emotional and introspective way -- so much so, that after each episode, Eric and I would stop and talk about our marriage, how it's changed and what's missing.
Anyway, the reason I'm bringing up the show is because one of the contributing reasons for the characters' divorce is that the wife feels like she has lost herself over time -- through a terrible pregnancy experience, a disconnection from the priorities of her marriage, and the constant caretaking cycle of kids -- and she's become a shell of the person she was in the past. After watching the series finale, Eric turned to me to say, "I don't want to get divorced. How can we get you back to who you were?"
A few days later, I was still thinking about that question, and I went to Facebook/Instagram to look at some of the pictures from when I was 'peak-Amara' in my 20s and early 30s, and then I remembered this blog. It took quite a bit of internet sleuthing to figure out the name of this site, as well as my username and password. But in the 'peak-Amara' era, I was an internet-detective-extraordinaire, so I resurrected those skills for this new life purpose (i.e., not stalking exes, girls I was incredibly jealous of, or potential dates for my friends).
As I re-read these blog entries, I was like "wow, I was so fun and funny. I don't even remember that me anymore." So I made it my resolution to restart my blog (Note: This is NOT a new years resolution. Per my earlier blog post, I still agree with my 20-something year old self that new years resolutions are for the birds).
As if that wasn't enough of a sign to restart my blog -- in the past 7 days, I have had my neighbor accused of being a rapist, relived childhood trauma during my son's "Family Share" day and was asked to do coke in the bathroom of a bar at a fellow parent's birthday party. So I have plenty of material for the next few weeks.
Look out - Backstreet's Back.
P.S. Just a quick disclaimer -- A lot has changed since I was in my late 20s, but I don't know how to change my profile on this thing. I am NOT socially liberal and fiscally conservative. I am just liberal. That was a misinformed and embarrassing political view of my 20s that I no longer am aligned to. The rest is legit. Oh minus, I am also not an engineer anymore.
