Day eight: Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like shit.
International Women’s Day
Before I continue to blog about my normal fluff & silliness, I want to take a moment to mention something very important to me.
Today is International Women’s Day.
30 Days of Truth: Day Seven
Day Seven: Someone who has made your life worth living for.
That’s easy; my daughters.
They are my purpose, my strength. They’re the reason I’m in college for a second time. They’re the reason I’ll work jobs that I hate. They’re everything.
I couldn’t imagine my life without them. When I was away last month, I called constantly, because I needed to know how they were doing & I missed them so much. Some days, they’re the only reason I pull myself out of bed.
On particularly trying days, when I want to flip out on humanity, I think about whether or not they would be proud of me if I _____. It guides me to do the right thing.
30 Days of Truth: Day Six
Day Six: Something you hope you never have to do.
I’ve already done it; said goodbye to someone I shouldn’t have had to lose.
Whether it was a friend, family member, or the two little ones who left before they arrived, I’ve said goodbye to a lot of people I wasn’t ready to lose.
I’m sure I’ll do it again but it never gets easier. It tears through your soul & no amount of “everything happens for a reason” makes it right.
30 Days of Truth: Day Five
Day Five: Something you hope to do in your life.
I’ve actually blogged about this before, so I’ll link up that post Here.
I figure I’ll revisit that list & see if I’ve crossed anything off it yet.
There’s always things I want to do professionally. There’s always someone I want to interview, something fascinating I want to write about. It’s why I love my job so much; it’s ever changing.
Personally, it’s just that list & maybe graduate for a second time & actually become a law clerk & travel to two places: New Orleans & Ireland. But otherwise, it’s those six things & I fully intend to accomplish them all.
30 Days of Truth: Day Four
Day four: something that you have to forgive someone for.
Narcissist
Every song tells a story.
Every artist creates a song hoping it will tell a story, with the hope that it will become a part of your life. That song will remind you of a moment in time & stay with you forever. That song tells a story that is individualized to your own personal tale.
Protected: 30 Days of Truth: Day Three
30 Days of Truth: Day Two
Day two: Something you love about yourself
30 Days of Truth: Day One
Day one: something you hate about yourself.
That’s easy; almost everything.
I hate how I look. I always say I’m vain because I won’t leave my house without perfect hair & makeup when in reality, I think au natural moi looks like crap. The thought of anyone seeing me in my yoga pants with my hair a mess scares me more than a little. The boyfriend hates when I say I hate how I look & when I used the “you haven’t seen me first thing in the morning” comeback, he says he has & I look beautiful. I told him to get his eyes checked.
I sometimes wonder how he puts up with me. He’s wonderful; handsome, quiet, smart, funny, mature & level headed & I’m…an idiot. I have the worst time management skills, I talk way too much about every subject, especially my job, I work too much, I’m hypersensitive, I can be an immature goofballI, I sing along with the music at the mall & I cry a lot. The fact that he’s willing to a) be seen in public with me & b) deal with my lunacy & tell me it’s adorable makes him either even more wonderful or completely insane.
Truthfully, I wonder how anyone puts up with me. My friends are the most awesome people I know & they’re stuck with me as their companion. Personally if I had to listen to me cry after I Effed up AGAIN, I would have put me down Old Yeller Style, especially Drew. He clearly has the patience of a saint, as he deals with my immaturity, over analyzing & general kookiness. He deserves his own holiday.
I don’t have a lot of qualities that I like. I’m overweight, almost all of my character traits are flawed & I’m a huge pain in the ass. Most days, I’m pretty okay with this, because I’m still more fortunate than most people. I have my girls, an interesting job, opportunities, a relationship I’m happy with & an amazing support system (who are going to slap me when they read this hahaha) & I managed to do it all even though I am a huge pain in the ass! Then there are the other days, when I look @ myself & wonder what anyone sees in me that’s worth knowing.
The one good thing is that my daughters are much smarter than I am. They KNOW they’re amazing & I tell them so every single day. I want them to be much more secure than I am & not a therapist’s dream. They’ll go much farther in life than I have & will change the world for the better. They’re my greatest accomplishment & I often wonder what I did to deserve them, so I would know to do it every day.