I tend to be hard on myself. This is something that should not come as a shock to anyone who knows me, or who reads this blog.
But there is one thing I do really well. And that thing is making friends. I have the knack of filling my life with exceptional people. This of course excludes the men I am attracted to who, by in large, are complete crap. But that’s another blog entry… or therapy session.
But aside from a few bad seeds here and there, the friends who have come into my life are typically amazing. I tend to find the most loyal and interesting types you can find.
The thing is I do get hard on myself. I feel lonely, and sometimes I even am really tempted into dwelling in my own falsely perceived misery. But then I look around and I realize that I am not alone. I have a beautiful network of people who choose to have me in their life.
And the sad truth is that life is often ugly and painful, but having a good support group surrounding you helps soften the blows that this world puts us threw.
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