Let me set the stage by asking,
Do you ever get bummed at your own taste in people? Because you have such good taste in people that all of your closest relationships are with incredible people who have gigantic hearts and giving hands and quick wit and great intentions?
This is probably the worst complaint ever butttttt it's my blog, so...
Because I happen to be one of those people who buries herself in self-doubt,
who needs constant reassurance from somewhere out there
that all is well and good and achieving and accepted in there,
Just know that sometimes, some of us can't be great at every given moment and that drives us bonkers / into a spiral of self-doubt about our worth. Sometimes, we cry and beg to be reassured that we are, in fact, great in our own way. And when we share that very, verrrry vulnerable side of ourselves with you, know that we feel ridiculous and inadequate and hate our need for someone else to bolster our spirits and tend our emotional wounds and affirm our worth. But that's life. We all need it sometimes, right? ... Bueller?
Whatev. I'm feeling pretty emo. How about an Avril song to send us out?
Sarah :: Your Plucky Picaroon
*Seriously?!?! Maybe it was naive, intentional self unawareness but discovering my Type A tendencies earlier this week was legit news to me. Weirdly, no one else seems to be surprised by this recent revelation....