I’ve been thinking a lot about the idea of making things all about me. I mean, wondering if it’s something that I do often. I’m not silly enough to believe I never do it, as I know it’s part of human nature. I’m just wondering how often I do. It’s hard to keep track of… Continue reading It’s not about you…it’s about me.
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Thank you, LB.
What does all of what I've been talking about mean in the scheme of female friendships? Well, this means that I’ve never really had an easy time. I question myself, I question others, and I waffle back and forth all the time. I almost never know where I stand and how to withstand the stepping… Continue reading Thank you, LB.
The Collective Pretending.
The journey I've spent time describing this week is indeed the one I’m on now. That said, I falter, often. I tend to revert back to who I was because that feels more comfortable for me. Bizarre, I’m aware. The discomfort of the situation felt more uncomfortable than the ‘who the fuck knows’ on the… Continue reading The Collective Pretending.
The Fakest Friend.
Remember where we left off yesterday? The parking space that we found in full-fledged renunciation of a thing? Well, part of the reason why I’ve always struggled is that I’ve failed to come to a complete and full stop in that very space. Not even close. I can’t kid myself. I know a thing to… Continue reading The Fakest Friend.
Samesies, right?
I touched on insecurity a bit yesterday, but the truth is, it’s deeper seated than that. Well, let’s back up for a moment. I start with insecurity and then, once I've pushed beyond that a smidgen, I move into the realm where I am able to recognize that what I am seeing is not what… Continue reading Samesies, right?
Girl…power?
Female friendships are pretty complicated. Enough that I don’t expand on them too often. It’s not a favorite topic of mine by any stretch. I suppose it’s that part of me that feels completely dysfunctional when it comes to friendships. The sensitive parts of me that feel like I’m just too much, always. I am… Continue reading Girl…power?
Your stress is stressing me out.
Hey there. We made it to Friday. Hallelujah, right? I know. I’m excited too. These weeks can be incredibly long. I hope you don’t feel as if I’ve been a negative nelly this week. I am not telling you about all the personalities and behaviors that irk me to complain. I’m doing it so that… Continue reading Your stress is stressing me out.
Too cool for ?
It feels appropriate that we ended yesterday’s discussion talking about temperature, because the next behavior that rankles me is too cool. This one is going to be even tougher to explain because it is incredibly nuanced. I am not talking about those who remain collected and put together under pressure. Not at all (though sometimes… Continue reading Too cool for ?
Oooooh, chilly.
Happy hump day. I’ve definitely gotten into this next troubling personality before. Unquestionably. I know that I have, because it’s the personality or behavior that hurts me the most. I use both descriptors, because there are people who are this way, and there are also folks who use this behavior as a weapon. Do you… Continue reading Oooooh, chilly.
Lil Gaston-y, eh?
Hey. So, ironically, if too weak bothers me, it might feel confusing that so does too strong, or more accurately, too egoic. Sadly, it’s often the too strong that attach themselves to the too weak. This makes perfect, tragic sense, because those folks are just looking for someone to heel. To attend to their every… Continue reading Lil Gaston-y, eh?
