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Friday, February 18, 2011

New Year, Big Leap - 1/3/10

New Life.
Scary; but adrenaline charged.

At 4:44am, Jan 3 of this the new year, 2010, I made some official changes to my life that will only lead to one of two things.
Disaster or contentment.

Either way, I won't regret it. I mean, it's got to end somehow. Why not make the most of it? Have fun while I'm at it. Responsible fun though, b/c I'm a mom, lol.
I remember saying something once, to someone I desperately cared about and ended up having my heart torn out by (indirectly, mind you) that made perfect sense. I'll apply it here b/c it was good advice (that I should more often take rather than give away).

Just b/c the ending sucks, doesn't mean the beginning has to. (special thanks to Hugh Laurie and HOUSE writers for that one, it came in handy).

So, 2009 left, taking with it a failed marriage, a broken career, lost-along-the-way friends, a few extra pounds, but some damn good times too.
2009 also left some insight behind for me to feed off of. Like about how not to live 2010.
-How not to expect of others what you expect of yourself, b/c you'll only be let down.
-Eating after 7pm is bad for your health.
-Spoiling your children will rot them, just like it will fruit.
-Teaching them that it's ok to be kids, priceless.
-Sharing your recipe for happiness does not translate into sharing your spouse with your best friend, no matter how much they tell you they thought it was ok.
-Good friends are like good shoes. Some come and go with styles and seasons, but there are few that you've had for many years, that go with any outfit, in any weather, are super comfy and would make you genuinely sad had you ever have to give them up.
-Regularly spontaneous road trips maintain sanity.
-God works in mysterious ways.
-The mountains have cleaner air, therefore making it more pleasant to breathe (unless you're in Colorado, where you'd be breathing in what's called mountain dust and it makes you cough and hack).
-There's always someone, somewhere who thinks you're beautiful/good looking.
-You can NEVER have too many pictures; more often than not, you'll find you don't have enough, and wish you had taken more while you had the chance.

Just to name a few.

*Most importantly, I learned from 2009 that things like love, happiness, and living are all decisions. You can either choose to live, or not. Decide to love someone or not. Be happy or not. The rest is just commitment to the idea; and commitment, depending on your personality, takes work.
Which would explain why some of us are so damn unsettled and cranky all the time. Most ppl don't like to work.
So this is me, making my decision to live, love, and be happy. Yep. 2010 should be an Amazing and Awesome year, much like myself <3
HAPPY FREAKING NEW YEAR FOLKS!! FOR AULD LANG SYNE! XD
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Note from the OP:
For the record (posting as of now, today, 2/18/11), this did actually end in disaster, but I still learned something. This was a bit more upbeat than previous posts, which is a nice change, but there are more depressing ones to come. I was only at the beginning of my journey, and frankly, was not at all prepared for it. You will see. But I promise, it ends happily... just gonna take several more past entries to get there!--- or you could mosey on over to my other blogs to see proof for yourself! *wink*
Thanks for the love ppls! <3

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Russian Roulette, a convo - 12/1/09

wish2the_moon: Hey, can we chat for a little while?
-My Friend: Ok
wish2the_moon: My wheels are spinning, as usual for this time of night. Ugh.

-My Friend: Ah, I know that feeling alllll too well. And I hate it, lol.

wish2the_moon: I got that panicky feeling inside... the kind that shakes my insides... the one I've blogged about. Anxiety I think.

-My Friend: That's the one. How come?

wish2the_moon: It's my mood lately. I'm listening to Riahnna's song "Russian Roulette"... and it appeals to me at the moment, and my mood. Have you heard it? I think it might be easier to understand... but maybe not.. who knows. I'm so all over the board with this feeling.

wish2the_moon: you have no idea how I struggle within, this is why I don't get attached to ppl. And I'm not talking with just you. With ppl in general. I blame my mother for this. And my son's father. And my husband. And my best girlfriends who fucked my husband.

-My Friend: O_O

wish2the_moon: all I can hear is this song. It's speaking volumes to me right now.
-My Friend: Damn, sweetie...

wish2the_moon: When I look at pictures of me... back when I was younger... I see someone else entirely, a stronger person

wish2the_moon: but that's the thing. My mind has it backwards. I know that I'm stronger today than I was then...but when I look in the mirror, all I see is weakness, behind a shield

wish2the_moon: maybe that's why I perceive my younger self as stronger; b/c I faced things head on, with no fear

wish2the_moon: but I was... I was so afraid then. I just was too arrogant to realize it. now that I'm admitting it, I've lost that "invincible" attitude

wish2the_moon: I think I liked the old me better. She looked better, she was more fun. She was -happier-, that being the key word

-My Friend: God I know exactly what you mean. I've been thinking about the same damn thing lately about myself.

wish2the_moon: A friend of mine, he says "Now you tread with wisdom considering each step" --- but I don't think that's it. I think I just tread with caution, and paranoia. Who wants to live like that?

-My Friend: Nobody should. I do it myself and I hate it...

wish2the_moon: he says things will be better when the dust settles, but that's just it. The dust will never settle. There is always a certain amount of calamity to my life... I've learned to just deal.

wish2the_moon: but I don't want to just deal anymore. I want to just -be- ... for once in my life, I just want to -be-

-My Friend: There's no escape from the dust. It sticks to you. So even when you've brushed yourself off, something lingers to bring you down.

wish2the_moon: Babe, I'm so afraid. Terrified. I don't know if you know how much I mean that.

wish2the_moon: What's to become of me?
-My Friend: I wish I could tell you. I've got all your same questions but even less answers than you have already...
wish2the_moon: *cries* I hate it *frowns*

-My Friend: *hugs* I fucking hate it too. For me and for you.

wish2the_moon: I wish I could cry it out and be done with it. But crying does me no good. It's all still there when I'm done.
wish2the_moon: I'm so lost
wish2the_moon: I just want to crawl under a rock, let it go, and emerge much later a different and happier being.

wish2the_moon: I've forgotten how to be happy

-My Friend: You and me both. It just seems like its never going to get better.

-My Friend: It's a constant weight that lets up from time to time but never lifts. All we can do is trudge on and hope for a breath whenever we can get it until fate decides to let us free.

wish2the_moon: fate. there's the punch to the gut.
-My Friend: Yup...

wish2the_moon: I guess happily ever after really is just a fairy tale. I suppose all I can hope for is to find companionship with someone equally as miserable as me, and hope that we find solace in eachother's misery.

wish2the_moon: solitude seems bittersweet at this moment
wish2the_moon: b/c if that's the way it's supposed to end up, then that fuckin sucks. I'd rather just be alone... I think. =/

wish2the_moon: I don't know Babe, what do you think?

-My Friend: Sometimes I really do agree with that statement. A lot of the time, actually.
-My Friend: But I still hope that it'll get better...

wish2the_moon: how can you? How have you not lost hope? And how do i get mine back?

-My Friend: I probably should've lost hope, but I guess I'm just too stubborn to let it go.

wish2the_moon: sounds like you and I have switched places tonight. I'm supposed to be the optimistic one. *shakes head in disgust w/herself*

-My Friend: I'm usually only optimistic with everyone but myself.

wish2the_moon: I hate being like this. I find depression melodramatic and unattractive. Ugh.

-My Friend: I know what you mean. And those same thoughts occur to me every damn day.

wish2the_moon: y'know what I find strange? How ppl come to me day in and day out with their problems, and there always seems to be a solution. I always seem to be able to say just the right thing to help and make things better. But I can't help my own damn self. WTF is up with that?

-My Friend: I'm the same damn way and it's soooooooo monumentally frustrating.

wish2the_moon: hence seeing as how you and I have the same damn issue... we can't even help eachother. lame.

-My Friend: I know
-My Friend: It blows.