Can You Change Who You Are?

Your personality is generally formed by the time you enter elementary school- at least that’s what I’ve been told. Based on that theory, that would mean every characteristic you’re supposed to embody, everything you’re supposed to be is already a seed in your soul that is ready to sprout. Naturally, I got to thinking, can you really change who you were meant to be?

As I’ve mentioned in previous posts, I grew up as a sensitive, timid, quiet girl. I hate the spotlight. As a prepubescent girl, I was constantly unsure of myself- questioning my abilities and my worth. I didn’t really have a voice or the faith in myself to defend deeply held beliefs. I thought I was set in my ways; I would always be a mousy introvert who preferred to follow, rather than lead, the pack. I would never be the person who Continue reading

Let It Rain

I once heard that you spend your whole life trying to get over your childhood. I’d say that’s a pretty true statement- at least for me. Perhaps I took my childhood for granted. I didn’t see the valuable lessons there until recently- until I had my own child, until I met others who Continue reading

Have You Ever…

I had two working titles for this post and couldn’t decide which one to go with:

Lies We Tell Ourselves
Life in the Asylum

But I really wanted to title it, “Someone Help Me, Get Me Out of Here!” You know, as an obvious distress signal for immediate assistance.

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The First Step

I recently decided to infuse some adventure into my life.youtube I went cliff diving quit YouTube forever for a week. I know, I am being totally reckless! Who am I? If you know me (which most of you don’t- ha), you’ll know I’m rather addicted to YouTube. The word “addiction” is probably a gross understatement for my insidious problem. It is
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Stranger Danger

I live my life constantly ready for battle. I try to operate on a level of awareness reminiscent of man preparing for war. Okay- I actually don’t know what it’s like to go to war and I can barely keep my cool while killing a household centipede but what I mean is, I am always primed for all unforeseen and/or violent scenarios that may occur in life. For example, when waiting to cross the street, I always Continue reading