Changes: I Don't Like Them

I don't handle changes well, I like for things to stay the same. But when changes do occur, I need them to be small and simple. You know, the kind of changes you barely notice.

My best friend and I go on what she liked to call "adventures" from time to time. It's a time where we hang out with each other, talk about life, and well, get lost, because neither one of is good with directions. Not too long ago, she said that it was time to go on another "adventure" and that got me to thinking. I sent her a text that said, "one day you will be married, or have kids, and you will be too busy, or I will be too busy to hang out like this." And then I got sad. Sure, we will still go to dinner, or maybe stop being busy long enough to grab a cup of coffee, but it doesn't mean that things will stay the same.

Life goes on, yes, it's true. But if you really stop and think about the changes that might take place in the future it might make you a little sad also. Friendships change, they end, and people get busy. One day, you might look up and realize that the best friend that's always been there, no longer has the time he or she once had. It's a sad thought, but it's also a sobering thought.

Rambles and Reason: Am I a Writer?

My life is changing, and I don't know how to talk about it without becoming a blubbering mess. Everything and everyone around me is changing, and although it's all good, I don't know how to accept it. I don't know how to take it all in, but I know I have to. I also don't know how to tell the stories surrounding me without being an over sharer. That may sound weird since I share so much on this blog, but I do keep some things to myself. I've always wanted this space to be honest and authentic, it's never been about page views for me because my goal is not to be a blogger. I'm a writer, I tell stories, that's what I do, it's what I love. Recently, I went on an interview. The company is so different, and the job is slightly different from what I do now. Some aspects of the job are the same as what I am currently doing, but all I've ever wanted was to separate myself from the current company I work for. I've wanted to do something different ...

When Are You Going To Write A Book?

I am uncomfortable talking about my writing with friends and family. I'm not sure why that is, but what I do know is, when anyone who knows me asks me about my writing, I cringe before I open my mouth to answer. Over the past few years I've worked towards my degree in psychology. It wasn't until last semester while sitting in my psych class that I realized this (as much as I loved it) wasn't going to work for me. I was sitting in class, only half ass listening to the lecture from my professor, outlining what I figured would most likely be the first novel I would finish and submit for publishing. And sadly, it had nothing to do with psychology. For years, I'd heard that I was a good writer, some people even used the word amazing. I however, didn't want to be a writer. I didn't want to have people read my words, but I was always writing them. The problem was also that I didn't believe the people that were telling me this. I figured, they loved me, so of...

Letting Go: It's Beyond Your Control Girl

The last few weeks have been rough. There have been so many ups and downs that I didn't know whether I was coming or going. For every right, there were six wrongs. Of course I smiled through it, because that is what I do. This is normal, because we all go through stuff, right? Right! But for some reason the bad news just wouldn't let up, I was being hit from all directions and I didn't know what to do but to surrender. I've never been a quitter, I've always chosen to fight through whatever was going on with me and so far, I have always come out on top. One of my downfalls has also been never asking for help, I'd rather suffer, and struggle so that when things finally turn around I can say that I did it, by myself, as I always do. Talking about my problems with others only happens after the problems are solved. This time however, I decided to take a different route, I asked for help, but help never came. Still wondering why I don't ask for help? Normally I w...

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