A very personal blog post.
Gritty, hmm.. Honest..? Absolutely.
I learned recently that someone I had met has a very open opinion about me.. And that’s fine, everyone is different. I definitely don’t aim to please everyone.. Because you can’t! I used to walk on egg shells around everyone.. Everyone! I used to get so hurt if someone thought I was rude, too loud, too quiet, too happy, too sad.. See where I’m going here.. No matter who you are.. Even if you’re the most loving person in the world you will never please everyone. Parenthood has definitely toughened me up. I have a voice now and am comfortable to say no when I feel I need to. This used to be a major issue for me, I was worried id upset someone by saying no. Not anymore, because guess what. People get upset anyway!
So this person who I had only met a couple of times and quite frankly, if they were sitting in a room with me I wouldn’t recognize them.. Not because they are nothing to me! Because I had only met them once or twice before.. Briefly.. Plus, I have a shocking memory, I’m usually preoccupied with my children, am deep in thought or hell.. I just want to be quiet for a couple of minutes. BUT if I had seen them, and had recognized them, I definitely would have gone and said hello. (In fact, I did! Once my husband had pointed them out to me) But apparently that was too late and you saw me first.. I didn’t see you at this point and had walked on by. This makes me an entitled bitch which you are quite happy to share this opinion you have formed on me to everyone.
I’m the most optimistic person you’ll ever meet.
I always look on the bright side.
I come from a small council estate in the UK. Unless you’ve lived this you have no idea. Your mates and your area code are your family and identity.
(My childhood was bloody awesome.. I respect my roots.. But still, unless you’ve been there..) I am not on a pedestal.
I was bullied at school. I am not on a pedestal.
I was abused as a teen. I am not on a pedestal.
I emigrated to the other side of the world at 15, leaving everything I knew, my friends.. Some of my family. I was told after I had finished school in the UK and had the taste of freedom working for 6 months that year 12 is mandatory here in Australia and I need to complete it (absolute waste of time and money) I am not on a pedestal.
I have plenty of other things I can add in here, but I will wrap it up. I am not on a pedestal.
I don’t have a fucking pedestal.
I am strong!
Stronger than you and your weak minded opinions.
I love my life because I appreciate it. I know how lucky I am. This does not make me a princess.
I didn’t see you… I’m a bitch… ? hmm, no I think not.
Less judging people, give people space, time and understanding before forming an opinion on them.
Peace and Cheers to the lovers not the haters ✌🏼