I was reading Wendie's Blog and all about how she's apologetic by nature. She said, "You’re unhappy with your life and how it’s going? I. Am. So. Sorry."
And in that moment I realized how often I write about how shitty my life is. How nothing is going my way, how fusterated and irritated I am. Rarely do I highlight the good moments, and when I do it's either an Epic blog, paragraphs long or a few short sentences shoved at the bottom.
I don't want people to feel sorry for me. I don't. I never have. When my mom died and people said, "I'm so sorry for your loss." I didn't want that. How the fuck do you respond to someone being sorry for something you nor them could control?
Fuck that.
Don't be sorry for me. I don't need it, nor anyone's pity. I know life has ups and downs. I know shit happens for a reason. But stop looking at me like that, and lets just go back to laughing.
(Sorry Wendie, you inspired me.) :p
And in that moment I realized how often I write about how shitty my life is. How nothing is going my way, how fusterated and irritated I am. Rarely do I highlight the good moments, and when I do it's either an Epic blog, paragraphs long or a few short sentences shoved at the bottom.
I don't want people to feel sorry for me. I don't. I never have. When my mom died and people said, "I'm so sorry for your loss." I didn't want that. How the fuck do you respond to someone being sorry for something you nor them could control?
Fuck that.
Don't be sorry for me. I don't need it, nor anyone's pity. I know life has ups and downs. I know shit happens for a reason. But stop looking at me like that, and lets just go back to laughing.
(Sorry Wendie, you inspired me.) :p
1 comment:
I'm happy to get anyone thinking. We must be on the same track of thought because awhile ago, I posted about being more positive. And then I read this. <3
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