I know, I know, I know. I am HORRIBLE at keeping up with these things. I'm sure no one reads them anyway, so maybe I am just wasting my time on here. No, I won't look at it like that. I like going back to my old journals and seeing how much I have grown and changed. I have come to the recent realization that I DON'T CARE WHAT PEOPLE THINK OF ME!! It's the most beautiful, enlightening, and elating feeling in the world. They can think whatever they want of me, as long as I am happy with myself, nothing else matters. I don't NEED anyone but me. Even if I am stuck in a rut without a job, if I needed to leave and start a new life (God forbid) I could. As much as I love Will, I have finally realized if I needed to leave him, I could. Not saying that in a mean way, just saying I know I could survive on my own. I used to be the type who was SOOOO needy and I needed everyone's approval. A people pleaser of sorts. I would kick myself and go crazy trying to figure out why someone doesn't like me, and throw everything out of proportion. I don't care. Those who do like me, like me for me, those who don't, can suck it!
So once again I am up before the sun, it's nice. The only thing is that I get tired mid-day. I don't know why. I wonder if there is anything I can take to cure this, like a vitamin or something. Hmm. Okay, I have nothing more to write at this time. Hopefully I can remember to update this a lot more.
Peace and Love,
Chanssee
"Is it sad that I care more for what a cat thinks of me than of what people think of me?"
ReplyDeleteUm, no....cats are awesome!
Thanks for stopping by my blog. Thought I'd come over and check out yours....a little behind, are you? lol
Hope you come back to the blog - I am a few days behind right now, but usually I try to keep up to date - hence the "Daily" Rant thing....
Ciao,
Salena