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Live well. Laugh often. Be Kind.
Thursday, July 31st, 2014 02:57 pmI'm starting completely fresh. No ties to people from ages ago that I no longer hear from. No tracking down old pals to reconnect. A clean break from my past is just what I need. I want to, and will be, focusing more on positive things - better health choices, removing emotional baggage, and keeping myself inspired and moving forward.
There are some battles I am struggling with, which make this hard. The biggest being my dad. My father was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer in January. It's been a roller coaster ride since then. My mood can go from hopeful to completely distraught in seconds. It's a hard balance to try and stay positive, while also not imagining all of the horrible things.
I'm also at a job that I absolutely love -- great, right? Yes. Yet, with all good things, there's a balancing bad. One person manages to make the job I love, miserable 90% of the time. Another constant fight for balance.
My personal life is also very mundane, and even boring to be honest. I am not married, I have no kids, and I live with my parents still (by choice). This is not the norm for someone my age. I fit in no neat 'niche', and while I love my life as I live it, I find myself constantly judged by people--especially family who just don't get it. It's my life... you don't have to 'get it' or 'understand it'. Worry about your own life, and maybe you'll finally find joy.
A single female over the age of 30 (if you must know, 33). I must be hideous right? I'm no super model, but neither am I horrific looking. I've been called 'pretty' by both males and females. I am not sexy, and more the tom boy, next door kind of girl. It's a life choice I've made, and don't understand why in a world that's come so far (and yet has gone back so much recently), we still have these images of women needing to be married at 18 and with 10 kids by 30.
Living at home? Man, that's sad. How so? I save a bunch of money, I am close to the people I love the most in this world, and I have all the freedom I want and need. How is that sad? Not to say that moving out and living on my own wouldn't be a good thing, not saying that -- but this is the life I want to lead, and it makes me happy.
So, that's my life in a nutshell really. I love my parents to death, as well as my two brothers (younger). I have two best friends who get me, don't judge me, and move the world to know I am loved and they are there for me. What more could someone ever really want?
So, that's what I am going to try to focus on with this journal. Focus on the love, the good, the sweet, the funny, the inspiring and me. Work on the negative, fight through the fog of judgmental whispers, and take it one day at a time.
That, and I hope to start sharing some of my fictional writing. If this interests anyone, feel free to go ahead and add me.
Live well. Laugh often. Be Kind.
I am ready to move on.
There are some battles I am struggling with, which make this hard. The biggest being my dad. My father was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer in January. It's been a roller coaster ride since then. My mood can go from hopeful to completely distraught in seconds. It's a hard balance to try and stay positive, while also not imagining all of the horrible things.
I'm also at a job that I absolutely love -- great, right? Yes. Yet, with all good things, there's a balancing bad. One person manages to make the job I love, miserable 90% of the time. Another constant fight for balance.
My personal life is also very mundane, and even boring to be honest. I am not married, I have no kids, and I live with my parents still (by choice). This is not the norm for someone my age. I fit in no neat 'niche', and while I love my life as I live it, I find myself constantly judged by people--especially family who just don't get it. It's my life... you don't have to 'get it' or 'understand it'. Worry about your own life, and maybe you'll finally find joy.
A single female over the age of 30 (if you must know, 33). I must be hideous right? I'm no super model, but neither am I horrific looking. I've been called 'pretty' by both males and females. I am not sexy, and more the tom boy, next door kind of girl. It's a life choice I've made, and don't understand why in a world that's come so far (and yet has gone back so much recently), we still have these images of women needing to be married at 18 and with 10 kids by 30.
Living at home? Man, that's sad. How so? I save a bunch of money, I am close to the people I love the most in this world, and I have all the freedom I want and need. How is that sad? Not to say that moving out and living on my own wouldn't be a good thing, not saying that -- but this is the life I want to lead, and it makes me happy.
So, that's my life in a nutshell really. I love my parents to death, as well as my two brothers (younger). I have two best friends who get me, don't judge me, and move the world to know I am loved and they are there for me. What more could someone ever really want?
So, that's what I am going to try to focus on with this journal. Focus on the love, the good, the sweet, the funny, the inspiring and me. Work on the negative, fight through the fog of judgmental whispers, and take it one day at a time.
That, and I hope to start sharing some of my fictional writing. If this interests anyone, feel free to go ahead and add me.
Live well. Laugh often. Be Kind.
I am ready to move on.
