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Saturday, June 25, 2011
Mopey McMope Pants
It's long past time for me to hop off of the self pity train. I'm sick of it, and I'm sure everyone else is as well. Sometimes life sucks, sometimes things can't always go my way 'wah, wah, wah.'
There comes a time when you finally have to throw up your hands, scream in frustration and give up. Then you walk away, and you don't look back. It's hard, but it's really not that complicated.
You just have to say no.
So that's what I've been struggling with lately, giving up and saying no. Funny how for some people that comes naturally, and easily. Where as for me I have to pry my cold, dead fingers out of their death clutch to whatever they're holding on to. Things have to get so bad that I just can't handle any more. So then I have to get rid of everything that reminds me of the event, and anything that would tempt me into going back. I'm like a junkie, on a twelve step program, that can't risk another relapse.
Which makes me happy I'm not actually addicted to anything, because I do believe I would have a very hard time giving up, and saying no.
So other than being Mopey McMope Pants and watching every available episode of Psych on Netflix, my summer has been relatively nice. I'm stuck at my house to often for my taste, and I do believe I've become nocturnal. I'm also in very bad need of a curtain (so that the sun doesn't shine in my face and wake me up EVERY MORNING at EIGHT O' CLOCK). Also, I've discovered that when dipped in milk, I can eat ten or more Oreo cookies. Thus, there have been many cookie shortages in my house recently.
Happy Summer, All. Eat some cookies, and try not to mope for me;)
There comes a time when you finally have to throw up your hands, scream in frustration and give up. Then you walk away, and you don't look back. It's hard, but it's really not that complicated.
You just have to say no.
So that's what I've been struggling with lately, giving up and saying no. Funny how for some people that comes naturally, and easily. Where as for me I have to pry my cold, dead fingers out of their death clutch to whatever they're holding on to. Things have to get so bad that I just can't handle any more. So then I have to get rid of everything that reminds me of the event, and anything that would tempt me into going back. I'm like a junkie, on a twelve step program, that can't risk another relapse.
Which makes me happy I'm not actually addicted to anything, because I do believe I would have a very hard time giving up, and saying no.
So other than being Mopey McMope Pants and watching every available episode of Psych on Netflix, my summer has been relatively nice. I'm stuck at my house to often for my taste, and I do believe I've become nocturnal. I'm also in very bad need of a curtain (so that the sun doesn't shine in my face and wake me up EVERY MORNING at EIGHT O' CLOCK). Also, I've discovered that when dipped in milk, I can eat ten or more Oreo cookies. Thus, there have been many cookie shortages in my house recently.
Happy Summer, All. Eat some cookies, and try not to mope for me;)
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