I have noticed that the file for my next book that I am currently working from is entitled, simply, "Sad".
I have noticed that this is a very apt title.
I have noticed, with some amazement, that there are a lot of people who really liked me better when I just stood around and took their crap. I've noticed that when I stand up for myself people say, "You've changed".
I have noticed that change? Is not a dirty word.
I have noticed that I've grown quite weary of the excuse of "that's just how they are". Because sometimes, when you use that excuse? What you really mean is "they are mean-spirited and hateful and no one will call them on it".
I have noticed that it's not okay with me.
Not at all okay with me.
I've noticed that, even though I'm incapable of reproducing and generally don't care to hear anything about creamy eggwhite consistancy mucus coming from anywhere, I'm still never going to get ahead in certain areas of my life because I'm a girl. I've noticed that it doesn't matter how smart I am or how hard I work...there are still going to be people who are dicks to me just because they have one and apparently they don't know any other way to be.
I'm not okay with that either.
I've noticed that I'm noticing a lot these days.
I've noticed that not much of it is very pleasing.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
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A few years back, our church was big into the "personality tree" which categorized people by their personalities. I hated the notion that people could be, if I'm honest, douchebags because "that's just their personality." So, I hear you, my friend.
Oh my gosh. . . I said "douchebag" on Easter Eve. Crap.
People do tend to get upset when you call them on their bullshit. But it's a necessary thing. Keep on noticing.
Although the noticing is hard sometimes, it's better than being in denial. It gives you the chance to work things out. Peace.
If people get upset when you call them out on their bullshit, then that is their problem.
No one deserves to have to deal with all that drama!
Rock on Chick, ROCK ON.
you go girl! you go! isn't is freeing... (is that even a word?) heck, you know what i mean...
if someone is a mean nasty person they don't stay in MY life long...
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