Desperately Seeking

Mikhila McDaid

Personal essays in voice-note form, from your friendly neighbourhood oversharer. What began as a birthday bucket list, counting down to 40, evolved in to an exploration of the idea we (especially women) give fewer f*cks as we age. Most recently renamed 'Desperately Seeking' to fall in line with my substack title and make it more easy to find on your chosen podcast player. mikhila.substack.com

  1. Why I Can't Watch UK Reality Shows

    1 DAY AGO

    Why I Can't Watch UK Reality Shows

    We watched SNL UK at the weekend and, as huge SNL fans, we were hopeful but nervous. Would it translate? Would the inevitable critical reviews kill it immediately? Would it even find an audience over here? I think they did a great job on their debut, some of the cast members are definitely future stars and Lee and I both agreed it was better than we’d imagined it would be. But he said something specific, “I thought it would be more cringe.” And this feels uniquely British. I have always leaned towards American TV. In recent years my mum has commented on it and how she doesn’t enjoy American shows, but (as I pointed out to her) she created this monster! I was raised on Roseanne and Laverne and Shirley. My mum took me to a private dentist as a child and said she wanted me to have an “all-American smile.” As it turned out, that was too expensive so I stuck with the crooked English smile, but the point is—I grew up on American comedy. Of course I watched English telly too, but between what my mum was watching and the surge in US pop culture in my teens, it’s no wonder that’s where I feel most at home, entertainment-wise. As an adult, I watched a lot of late night interviews and listened to podcasts where guests would make reference to adverts or snacks, or just phrases that we didn’t use here. Over time, my speech became more American. The words I used, it was as if I was filling in the years of growing up in Doncaster with other people’s memories and now? It’s as if I was there all along. So I feel comfortable in that space, but it also feels foreign to me. It’s a bit supernatural. The people don’t feel real, because those voices and places live in my television. When I watch an American competing on a show and make an absolute fool of himself, I’m not worried about what people back home will say. I’m not thinking about his job, or his high school girlfriend seeing that. He doesn’t have a job or a high school girlfriend. He’s an NPC who just popped in for this scene and ceases to exist after it ends. It’s more like a virtual reality show. When I watch an English girl get her kit off on Naked Attraction, I am mortified. What will her mum think? She is going to have to go back to her telesales job and everyone has seen her naked!! That’s not fun. That’s stressful and it’s—like Lee said—cringe. Don’t get me wrong, I have zero judgement about anyone taking a job on one of these shows OR taking their clothes off for money, I just can’t detach myself from the real life consequences of that when they’re from here. Our tabloids are vicious, I don’t know why anyone would want to put themselves in a situation where you could be front page news and mocked relentlessly. If they’re from Atlanta, I can’t imagine their newsstands. I don’t know what the backlash looks like for their day-to-day. I do know how it would feel rocking up to work on Wednesday if everyone saw my boobs on TV on Saturday night. I know I’m focusing too much on the naked stuff but it’s top of mind because there was a contestant on that show from around here. I also knew someone who went on Come Dine With Me and that was equally devastating. You might be wondering how this differs from YouTube, and I’m kind of wondering that myself. I don’t ever mention what I do online when I meet someone. Often they find out from someone else—in fact a manager was talking to me last week about how his boy had spoken publicly about the state of some facilities and it had been picked up by the press. He showed me some cruel comment someone had made about his appearance and what he’d written in response. I mean, this was a kid—totally out of order—but he said to me, “I don’t know how you do it.” And that’s how I knew he knew. It is slightly uncomfortable, but it’s not national TV. I’m also using Naked Attraction as the example because often it’s more behaviour based, and I feel pretty confident that I wouldn’t call someone names or use a racist slur. In fact, when Lee and I were discussing this, I came to the conclusion that the worst thing people would say about me were I to go on a reality show would be, “God, she’s annoying.” Not nice but I think I could weather it. I’ve had a lot of practice. When someone behaves badly in a foreign country, it’s entertaining, but I’m not worried about their mum being ashamed of them. They don’t have a mum, remember? I would say, the halfway point for me is Australians. They feel familiar enough to have lives outside of the project while also far away enough to be watchable. We watch Married at First Sight and the behaviour of some of those contestants this year has been diabolical. It must be the worst year yet. Jacqui last year was totally bonkers but this year they feel authentically cruel. I’m sure there’s an element of “making good TV” but it’s becoming difficult to watch, when some of them seem so genuine and kind and they’re being ripped apart by… I mean, animals. Truly. That’s where it starts to fall apart for me. I think, “Well, she’s ruined her life. Why would you volunteer to do this and then behave in a way that you just cannot recover from publicly?” I understand the 15 minutes of fame and maybe going on a show like MAFS to raise your profile and try to become an influencer, but who’s going to pay you to promote their product when you’re hated internationally? I heard a couple of them had lost their jobs as a result of the show airing. I will never understand the logic—and had they been Americans, I’d never have tried. You know when celebrities say, “I’m a real person, I’m a human, I have feelings.” My brain says, “nah!”. If they’re American and they’re in my TV, they’re just characters in the play. It’s much easier to detach myself from the reality of their wider world and enjoy the toxicity for its entertainment value. I can’t do the same when they’re too close to home—literally. Is it just me? I’ve realised I like to seek out advice from people who live HERE and are living LIKE ME but I like my entertainment from across the pond. If you haven’t already, don’t forget to subscribe on Substack to receive my weekly newsletter straight in your inbox, and follow me wherever you’re listening to this podcast. Don’t forget to leave me a review, it helps that platform know it’s worth recommending to other people—not that it is, but we have to play the algorithm game, and I’ll be back on Wednesday for a members only bonus episode. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit mikhila.substack.com/subscribe

    23 min
  2. 23 MAR

    Financial Gardening

    Welcome back to the newly renamed Desperately Seeking This week I was seeking clarity, I wanted to know why people pick up gardening in midlife who’ve never shown much interest previously and along the way I realised it’s exactly the same reason people who’ve previously been somewhat messy with money will decide to get a handle on their person finances. I was talking with a friend recently about gardening. She too is in her 40s and finding herself suddenly taken with the idea of bulbs and seeds and planting things in general. We were debating the reason this seems to happen in middle age. I come from, what I’d describe as, a garden heavy family, but when did my Dad really pick it up? He probably wasn’t in the greenhouse with him Mum in his 20s, was he? Lee and I have often laughed about the generic gifts for men being football, beer or garden related, when he’s interested in none of the above. All jokes aside, if you search for a ‘Grandad’ card, it’s probably going to have a shed or a wheelbarrow on the front of it. For the longest time, I assumed the retired community just had more time, and they do.. just not in the way I thought. When you’re young, you look at the back of a seed packet and thing, ‘6 months? thats ages!. When you’re 40, you think, ‘oh that’s not time at all’. The older you get, the longer you’ve lived, the shorter the years feel. Planting a sapling, knowing you may not see flowers or fruit for 5 years, is ridiculous in your 20s. You don’t know where you’ll be in 5 years, that’s a lifetime away. I realised recently that we’ve lived in our home for almost 10.. how can that be? I’ve been making YouTube videos for 16… but I’m only 25!!! So it’s not so strange that we pick up gardening in midlife really. It’s not just that we’re boring and old, it’s that we see time differently. But how does this relate to money? I’m so glad you asked. We saw someone in a flash car yesterday and Lee said, ‘as you get older, a car payment on that makes less and less sense.’ - same logic, but in reverse. When you’re young, you’re living for the moment. Savings and pensions are something for your adult self to think about, you’re still just a kid - but now you have access to money, sometimes money you don’t even have. Taking out 5 year finance on something is not just easy, it's not just instant gratification, you have no frame of reference for what they really means. 5 years is a social construct.. time isn’t real. You don’t know how it will feel to have a payment taken from you for SIXTY MONTHS. I got myself in some sticky situations as a kid. When I turned 18, I said yes to every line of credit that was offered and I wasn’t earning a great deal. This was pre-2008, when banks were even less scrupulous about lending .. but that was a problem for another day, it would be fine. I ended up with an £8000 consolidation loan at 20, and absolutely nothing to show for it. You’d think I’d learn.. but no. I kept repeating the cycle of getting in debt, working hard to pay it off, getting in debt.. etc etc.. Once I was diagnosed with ADHD, a little switch flipped in me. I had been operating at a deficit. I didn’t have the same tools as everyone else. I wasn’t a failure, I was set up to struggle. Something about that helped me to see things more clearly. Once you know the problem, its easier to imagine a solution. Beyond that, I was in my late 30s and I was just sick of myself. I didn’t want to keep doing what I’d been doing.. it was miserable to feel like I couldn’t just get my s**t together like everyone else. I decided I wanted to get a handle on my finances and I started looking through everything I was spending. Now, this is a long game, I’m still very much a work in progress, but this is how it began. I recognised some patterns, set myself some goals and challenges myself to spend less. I started looking through previous years and kicking myself for the money I’d wasted. ‘If I had that money now’ I thought. Where did it all go? At the time, it felt fluid and free, it felt like I had infinite years to earn money so, who cares? Turns out, it was me.. just later. Now, I look at the money coming in, the money I’m wasting on interest, the money I’m paying in to my pension at work… I’m realising what it cost me in the long term to never consider the future. My mindset is completely different. I don’t want to live in my overdraft anymore. I don’t want to have to work forever. I don’t want to have to always be worrying about making payments. Now 5 years doesn’t feel so long away. I didn’t see the point in saving money for a rainy day because I hadn’t experienced enough of them. Now I stop myself from picking up those cute pillows or that lamp because it’s not just £50, it’s £50 every time you go in that shop and that’s £200 a month, and that’s £2,400 a year… and it’s probably all on a credit card. I am struggling with the yolo on experiences right now, because I told myself to do more with this big birthday year, but I’ve checked myself and reigned it in. Checking my budget every month and where my money is going has made me want to see that number going down more that I want to get that dopamine hit from the impulse buy. I started my first every regular saver last year that I actually stuck to, and at the end of the year I had a large chunk to put towards my tax bill - which I paid on time for maybe the first time. I’ve started putting random sums in a different saver this year, because we have a big holiday coming and I don’t want to be scrambling for cash.. I want to already have it. I don’t want to be relying on my overdraft, I want to have planned ahead. I am sowing seeds because I know that 6 months is no time at all. If it’s no time at all, I can afford to tighten the purse strings for that long, and I will see those savings come to fruition on the other side of the summer. The Summer holidays used to be LONG, now they feel like, blink and you’ll miss them. So, it’s not just that we’re getting boring in our older age, it’s that we can play this tape to the end. ‘Later’ comes around sooner than you think. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit mikhila.substack.com/subscribe

    27 min

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Personal essays in voice-note form, from your friendly neighbourhood oversharer. What began as a birthday bucket list, counting down to 40, evolved in to an exploration of the idea we (especially women) give fewer f*cks as we age. Most recently renamed 'Desperately Seeking' to fall in line with my substack title and make it more easy to find on your chosen podcast player. mikhila.substack.com

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