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EVERYTHING, even the dumbest of the dumb decisions I made (and there were many) helped me grow because there is no such thing as failure when you continue trying.
Tag: <span>Honesty</span>
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Everybody has already moved onto 2024 and I am still mentally stuck in 2023. I am running behind like always. I still haven’t let go of the old year, too much has happened and while not all might be worth sharing, I will do it anyway. 🙂
During my childhood, it became clear to me that I perceived things differently than other kids my age. I became sad very quickly and took the suffering of other people very much to heart. When we watched a sad movie, I burst into tears and was heartbroken. This earned me the reputation of being very “touchy” and or overly sensitive. I took criticism and devaluations very seriously and felt very vulnerable.
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I’m trying, I’m trying. I try to read the blog post, but it doesn’t captivate me and that’s when I tune out and click it away or don’t read it all.
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Sometimes I have to remind myself that I really like people. I like people who are active, who don’t need to be nudged, who don’t have to be told to do this or that, but who know what to do and do it.
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I was absolutely stunned -but not in a good way- when I saw the new header on my blog. Without asking my permission and without informing me, WordPress had placed a “Gift” icon on my blog. I assume it happened right after I canceled the automatic renewal of the Premium WordPress plan, which I had tried for only one month after I had felt bothered by too many ads on my blog.
Finally, I had it with the advertisement on my blog, and I caved and bought the ad-free Premium version, but only for a month -as a test run.
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Yesterday, my husband found $600 at his job site. The amount is a guess. I assume it was more -four hundred dollar bills, fifty and twenties, a few tens, and no telling what was in the envelope.
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I haven’t been blogging much lately. Every time I sat down at my desk with the intention to write a post, our now nine-month-old Vader laid down at my feet and looked at me with his puppy eyes. Perfect dog owners don’t grow on trees, they are carefully trained by their dogs -and I knew I had to spend more time with him.
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Twelve years ago, in 2010 -the first Thanksgiving after a couple of months of being houseless/homeless- was the last time I added grocery prices up the way I did this year. For whatever reason, this year I felt the same mix of emotions as I did back then.