At the tender age of 26, I guess you can say I’m “older”. My problem is on the inside I still feel 21, so I tend to gravitate towards younger women in the dating realm. I can honestly say I’ve met some beautiful women that stimulate me mentally and culturally, so it throws me for a loop when these…
I know it’s hard. I know you hate being in situations you can’t control, but there is nothing you can do. It’s NOT in your control. Let it be. Don’t beat yourself up over it.
I know how you feel. I know you have trouble letting go of the past and how things used to be, but you have to accept things the way they are now. You’re trying to hold onto whatever is left that once made you happy, but things have changed. I know you care about certain people, want to be close to them, want to be there for them, and would do anything for them, but you’re not in any position to do any of those things anymore. You need to learn your place in their lives and expect less from them.
I know you’ve lost and been through a lot. I know it’s been hard, but you’ve found a way to get through everything no matter what. You’re gonna be okay.
Birthday wishes and Happy Birthdays only really matter from the people you care about. I got a ton of Birthday wishes and everything, but only a few make me feel important. There are only a few people I want to hear from.
Saying “Happy Birthday” just means more to me from certain people. It reminds me that I’m important to them. Forgetting to say Happy Birthday to me makes me feel like I’m being forgotten.
I admit that I say “Happy Birthday” to everyone on Facebook, but for the people I care about, I text them, call them, and EVERYTHING. Because they’re important to me.
I hear this a lot from people lately. I’m not sure why people think I’m mean or rude, but I’m going to try to jot down why I think, they think that.
I’m not trying to be mean. I’m really not. Well, sometimes I like being a dick, but only to people that can either handle it, or we talk to each other like that, or occasionally to a person I don’t really care for that doesn’t like me anyways. If you don’t like me, I’m going to make you hate me.
Okay, back to why I think, they think that I’m “mean”. Maybe, its because I don’t think when I talk. I’m really just saying what I feel and what I’m thinking; and I guess some people (maybe a lot) aren’t used to that. Maybe, its my fault for getting comfortable around people fast. Maybe, I say things with sarcasm without knowing it, or it might be the tone in which I say things in. I really don’t know. Obviously, I’m not aware of it, and I really don’t find a lot of things offensive or mean. I consider it joking around. I don’t take a lot of things seriously. Sometimes, I find myself thinking back about things I said or the way I said it, and I really don’t find it mean. I’m like, “Really? Was that mean?”
I always say, “I don’t have to be friends with everyone, and not everyone is going to like me, and I’m okay with that.” And I really don’t care. Life is too short to care about what EVERYONE thinks about you. But when it comes to people I actually think are cool and I feel are friends, or “kinda” friends, it kinda bugs me. I don’t want to come off as mean, rude, or obnoxious.
I don’t know how to be anybody else, and It’s not that I can’t be nicer, but I feel like being nicer would require me to think way too much before I talk, and that’s just not me.
I am a nice and caring person. Deep down, I’m soft; I just have an abrasive outer shell.