A Hug for the Younger Me
Looking back at the blog posts I have written way back when blogging began for me, it made me recall the things I had been through that got me writing those posts. It was my outlet to vent, to share, to celebrate, to cry... I wish I could go back to that woman and give her a hug for all that she had been through and to tell her you were right to believe you can make it.
I have grown a lot since then. Grown to accepting the hardships I faced as a lesson to my personal growth. Who I was 12 years ago or even who I was even 2 years ago, which was the last time I wrote on this blog, are so very different to who I am right now. I am definitely proud of who I've become, someone who swims even in hot water. Yes that's the latest tagline I have given myself - I will swim even if you dunk me in hot water because I have survived and I will continue to do so.
Lesser talk these days, lesser reactions to bullshit, lesser waste of energy - that keeps me going. I know how I was always irritated and pissed at the stupid acts others had, but you know what, stupidity will live on just as the cockroaches do and you just need to know how to avoid having them get in your way. I surprise myself a lot too these days by my ability to stay silent when people around me rant impractical ideas. I feel that if they want to feel like they are being heard, then let's just give it to them - eventually someone will tell them its a bad decision, or they'll learn it the hard way. What made me change? Most people don't appreciate an honest constructive comment, they want to feel like they know best, so why be the one to take that away from them? Yeah, I know.. that's mean, but if you're not the one to say it to them, someone else will, so don't waste you time raising your own blood pressure.
