The shitty part about being so vulnerable is that it always feels like you're just a small shove away from the world crashing down on you. I still do not regret opening up or let someone in... just the fact that I was able to was totally unexpected.
Life truly is full of surprises... I guess just a matter of the roads we take, the voices we listen to and the people we surround ourselves. I don't really know where I am going with this but then again.. who gives a fuck.
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For the first time in who knows how long I can remember, I actually opened up to my mother.Yes, I OPENED UP to my mother. For a good three minutes, I was quite nice... but that was just exactly how long it lasted. I guess it was never in the gene-pool. I guess I'll just have to slowly keep poking at it. Despite everything, she is my mother. You get only one, right?
[So... I guess that was just an opener for my mom. She sat me down and actually talked to me. A lot of the things she said were things that I have already thought, that I had already knew but hearing her say it made it seem all the more wiser. My mom is a very strong, intelligent and emotional woman. She has my respect and my love, though I don't say it much.]
After 28 years of writing notes to myself and several failed attempts at journal-ing, I figured I would take my hand at blogging focusing on the random thoughts, reliving the last 28 years and of course what would a blog be without the occasional rant. Basically, this an avenue for myself talk about whatever the #*ck I want.For the loved ones I have shared this to, this is me, unfiltered and just me transcribing my most random thoughts.Feel free to comment & make suggestions!
Monday, August 13, 2012
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Don't give up on her... She's a Cobarde... there's a whole lot of pride you have to knock down before you get through.
ReplyDeleteI haven't. Next time, let's not put up actual names on the comments.
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