Out here in blogland, we present what we wish to present. It’s our choice, whatever kind of blog it is, be it personal or professional.
With that, one can tend to NOT present everything. Perhaps it’s a secret. Perhaps there’s something you don’t want readers to know. Perhaps it’s a privacy issue, or you don’t want to hurt someone who reads. But the bottom line is, we are represented by what it is we actually write out.
Some of us don’t include the flaws. So. Here are my flaws for all the world to see. Not ALL of them, mind (hey, I’m not stupid), but a few.
I smoke. It’s terrible, I know. It’s bad for my health. It’s stinky and dirty. I know that and still I smoke. I was a meth head in the past, and smoking helped me get past it. But it’s harder to quit than meth. I’ve tried quitting at least 8 times. I’ve tried Wellbutrin, the patch, the gum, cold turkey, and hypnosis. And I’m going to try to quit again – I just haven’t figured out the new plan yet. I’ve smoked for 11 years now. So don’t bother with any judgmental comments, as it won’t help, and will only serve to make you look like the jackass since I just said don’t bother. I hate being judged by nonsmokers (and former now-nonsmokers). If you’ve never smoked, you don’t know how hard it is. And if you HAVE smoked, don’t pull the “If I can anyone can” trick with me. I put myself on a fucking antidepressant with side effects to try, so please don’t do that with me. Do I think it’s fabulous that you able to? Hell yes!! Just don’t act like I’m an imbecile for my failure.
What else…
I do NOT take as good of care of myself as I should, spiritually, or physically. My clothes don’t always fit right, and may have holes in them. I only wear makeup on special occasions, but I’ve been trying on a daily basis, but when you don’t have the proper clothing that fits right and makes you feel good, I just can’t. It feels incomplete. But, the fact is, I find myself very unattractive.
I’m a project non finisher. I hate that about myself.
I’m a very very impatient person.
I have a high pitched, annoying voice. To the point that my nickname at work is Mickey. As in Mouse.
Well, that’s enough for now. What can you fess up to?
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