Friday morning. Busy day yesterday. It’s been awhile since I’ve been go-go-go like that all day. It was fun!

We had a day off from yoga school to go out and explore a bit. Everything was pre-arranged, which was nice. We got up at 6am, left at 7:30, and set off on our adventure. We toured a coffee plantation, partook in a Hindu cleansing ritual at a Temple, had lunch, went to another Temple, visited a waterfall, and explored Ubud city center. I got a Balinese massage, got my nails done, and then split off from the group for dinner so I could binge eat pizza and have a beer alone while processing everything I’d just seen and done. It was fun!

What I love about this group is that we can all hang out together, then branch off on our own. No one thinks it’s weird or takes it personally if someone wants/needs to be alone. It’s so refreshing to be around people who are just chill AF and want to vibe. No drama, no soap opera, no insanity, just vibes. It’s so REFRESHING!

I LOVED Ubud. I will go stay there after my school is done. It was so chill! It was also way more diverse than Bangkok, which I love. This trip has taught me that I’m happiest in diverse environments where everyone from everywhere is there. I don’t like being in a monoculture. I don’t like being around the same people all the time. It gets super boring.

This is what I thought Hong Kong would be like, but it wasn’t. As time goes on, I find myself grateful that the job didn’t work out. I blamed myself, but when I look back on the experience from here, I see very clearly that it was not the right situation for me. I’m so grateful every day I don’t have to sit there and listen to my co-worker’s bullshit racial superiority complex spewing hate out into the world. I definitely dished a bullet on that one.

I’ve also asked around the expat community when I’m out, and they generally agree the white South Africans tend to be weird, racist and extremely problematic. Not all, of course, but in general, yeah, it’s definitely something to be wary of. It’s just culturally embedded for them in a way that makes a lot of people around them feel extremely uncomfortable, yet they lack the self-awareness and insight to recognize it in themselves. Alas. At least I don’t have to work with them anymore because that company was just… icky.

Back to school today. Time to do Yin Yoga! I like my new teacher. She is way different than the teacher in Verm. I don’t really understand what the her problem was, but I really didn’t like her vibe. It was so off. She also just made me feel really uncomfortable whenever I was around her. I can’t really put my finger on why. I just always felt like there’s something off about her. So doing yoga with her was pretty much always an extremely unpleasant experience. This new teacher is totally different. I think I might actually learn to love Yin as a result.

I was definitely able to come back strong after my cave meditation sesh and the cleansing ritual I did yesterday for Ganesh Chaturthi at the Temple. It was very intense, but very peaceful. Basically the idea is that this Temple has pure, sacred, holy water and washing yourself in it will cleanse you of all your negative energy. I had a very, very, very specific intention and prayer I entered the Temple with, so hopefully the ritual worked. I mean, I know it did because I feel better now than I did two days ago, so… yeah. Magic is real. The End.

My goal is to be happy, healthy, and the best version of me I can be. Every day I feel like I’m taking a step closer to becoming the person I want to be.

Every day I am grateful I finally left South Dakota. The further away I get, the more I can really see how toxic that place was. The cruelty for sport by all the morons who live there was especially toxic. I never want to go back there ever again.

That being said, I finally started writing again. I wrote a Bloody Mary’s script and now I’m writing an Island of Lost Guys script. I basically picked up exactly where I left off when the morons started their whole “Destroy BetseyHorton.com” campaign in 2017. So stupid. Those people are stupid.

Anyway, I was mad that I had to go back to Bloody Mary’s in my writing again, but I could only move forward by doing exactly that. Pick up where I left off, start it back up again, get those words flowing. It’s not like they can do anything to hurt me now except leave stupid, ignorant comments on my blog under fake names and pictures like the pathetic little troglodytes they are. Sad! Anyway, just block and delete.

I release my anger, I release my pain, I will befriend my enemy.

Back to yoga school now. Have a nice day!