How Canada has turned me into one of my regular nightmares (not my worst one at all, though)

When I told people we were moving to Canada 3 years ago they would all point out this very little known fact: “Oh, my! It will be COLD there’ .

Since I come from a polite nature I would always make the same joke, smile and walk away.

Funnily enough, when I finally moved here, whenever I got an Uber (I am one of those special people who don’t drive) they would still make the same joke ” You are from Brazil? It sure is colder here!” . I guess people really ARE the same no matter where you live.

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So, I am now going to use my very popular blog to warn newcomers of something a little less obvious than the low temperatures of this country: Canada will most likely turn you into the talkative old lady you used to run away from.

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

I started therapy just so a poor soul would be obligated to talk to me for a whole hour.

I tried making friends but I guess I am just plain annoying.  I mean, my kids are home schooled. 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.

Remember, kids: When on ice, do the Penguin Walk!

Tch-tchau!

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