I often wonder, what sends girls over the edge and straight into an insane asylum. What makes a girl so paranoid and obsessed with a person? What takes her from zero to call the cops in 2.5 seconds? What happens to make her 1 centimeter away from launching an air strike on a lovers house.
You don't need to be in another country to have a summer adventure! I confided in a associate recently about my summer. I complained about slow nature of my college town, my regret of not studying abroad this summer, and the lack of excitement in my life. She challenged me to shift my mindset. It's not like I've lived here forever, there are probably dozens of things I've yet to discover here. Why sit around when I can go explore? And why choose to think of this as a wasted summer? I can have my own summer abroad experience right here in Bowling Green. So for the remainder of the summer I shall be sharing all the wonderful thing good 'ole Bowling Green has to offer. I'll be showing pictures and doing segments on local restaurants and foods, local businesses, recreational activities, sightseeing, and all things unique that make up BG's adorable small town feel! Here are some preview pictures of great things to come :)
I've been spending more and more time alone lately. Partly because those I often surround myself with often find very convenient ways to not surrounding themselves with me but also because I've realized being alone is not a bad thing. Do I enjoy company? Yes, of course. But i've learned recently that solitude is its own freedom.
Who am I when no one else is around? I'm probably as much of myself as I know how to be right now. I am free of judgement. I am free of expectations, I am free of pressures. I am free to reach into my thoughts, to dig deep and get lost there. A simple quite moment can be so liberating. I spend so much time getting to know others that I havn't allowed time to get to know myself. For that I owe an apology to myself.
the action or process of forgiving or being forgiven.
for·give verb \fər-ˈgiv, fȯr-\: to stop feeling anger toward (someone who has done something wrong) : to stop blaming (someone) : to stop feeling anger about (something) : to forgive someone for (something wrong)
Now this may not be well written but it's going to be raw and it is going to be honest. I've always been taught that we should forgive people. If someone breaks something expensive, it was probably an accident. If you hear they said something bad about you it was probably blown out of proportion. If you and a friend have a huge fight, there was probably a misunderstanding. If a family member doesn't call to wish you a happy birthday, they might've gotten busy or forgotten. But what about when it isn't something expensive, or a fight, or a rumor, or something forgotten? What if it is just plain 'ole betrayal? Something that hits your heart deep. Because up until that day you trusted fully and unquestionably. But now that carpet has been ripped from underneath your feet and you're on the floor...hurting. Not knowing how to deal
Relationships are tricky. (Even more tricky when one chooses to post their private life online...oops.) Everyone knows that. Being a college age female, it's one of those things we spend WAY too much time on. I mean really, at this age a person should not be your morning and night sky, the breeze that keeps you a float, or the reason for everything you do-----> So said the smitten young teen. My self-righteous mumbo jumbo aside I place my significant other in very high regard. Although we have not been together for very long, they have become a vital part of my everyday life. But this isn't about that, it's about a conversation we had just yesterday.
It's about honesty and vulnerability. As of late I had been very frustrated both sexually and emotionally. There were so
I was recently having a discussion with an associate of mine who asked me a very difficult question: Who Are You? Who am I? The inquiry seemed so simple and yet I found myself struggling for an answer. In my head I rationed that I was my name, my age, where I went to school etc. but I was certain she was asking me a bigger questions. When met with my silence and puzzled face she rephrased the question: How would you describe yourself right now? Right now? That was easy. Confused. Complacent. Unmotivated. Lonely. At this point she stopped me. She remarked at how peculiar it was that I had not one positive thing to say about myself. I sat there and pondered what this truly meant. Could I only view myself negatively? Indeed, no pleasant things came to mind. So I was met with a challenge: Within in 1 week, think of at least 1 affirmative statement about myself. I had the option of writing it down or simply remembering it but to say that statement to myself everyday.
That was Friday, it is now Monday and I can't say that I've been able to think of anything...
I hear the wonderful things my friends and family say about me; about how proud they are of me and everything that I've accomplished. Then how come I feel just short of mediocre? That people are drawn to my warm and welcoming personality. Then how come I feel so alone? That life will take me so many amazing places. Then how come I feel so complacent? That is quite hard to stomach--Having other people see so much inside of me that I can not even see in myself. Which leads me to question Do I believe them? Are they simply being nice? How do I find this amazing women that others see somewhere deep inside the uncertain girl I see in the mirror? Am I even sure that I can be her? Do I have what it takes? I don't really have the answer but I'm excited to find out.