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[Jul. 6th, 2009|05:48 am] |
~ Letting go doesn't mean giving up... it means moving on. It is one of the hardest things a person can do. Starting at birth, we grasp on to anything we can get our hands on, and hold on as if we will cease to exist when we let go. We feel that letting go is giving up, quitting, and that as we all know is cowardly. But as we grow older we are forced to change our way of thinking. We are forced to realize that letting go means accepting things that cannot be. It means maturing and moving on, no matter how hard you have to fight yourself to do so." ~ |
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[Sep. 7th, 2008|04:29 pm] |
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I'm running around all day, doing laundry and cleaning and making soup and pasta. It's been a busy day, but nothing I can't handle. However, after having weird dreams last night, I'm going to use my LJ to do a mental purge so I can get my head back on.
I'm not emo, I'm not depressed and for once I'm not going to bitch about my husband. LOL
Two things.
#1 last night I had wicked fucked up dreams. I know who was in them, but I have no idea of what they were about, only that I got out of bed to make the dreams stop because I woke up cold and sweaty with the definite concern that something was very wrong. So far, I'm wrong thank God. But I can't shake it and I've been touchy and jumpy all day over it. So yeah.
#2 I'm starting to wonder which friendship is going to explode next. it seems it's only a matter of time before I lose a friend. One who tells me how badly I suck as a friend and how fucked up I am, blames me for their life's misery and runs off. Meh, it happens. As I told a friend the other day, I can count on one hand the amount of friends that I trust completely, so the rest are just waiting in line to hand me a plate of drama, topped in shit and rolled in guilt. (mmmyum)
Ok, I guess that's it. |
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