tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235502677257882577.post4141318178512022274..comments2024-02-01T02:51:43.854-08:00Comments on Sometimes it's hard: The truth isstory girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16876607625116932174noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235502677257882577.post-56543984231719774062013-10-25T12:44:44.085-07:002013-10-25T12:44:44.085-07:00Huge hugs, my friend. It is okay to be sensitive ...Huge hugs, my friend. It is okay to be sensitive and feel all the feelings. You and I, we wear our hearts on our sleeves. You are trying, and I can see the difference. And you are a total rockstar - homemade pizza! Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235502677257882577.post-36931872975113833742013-10-22T04:06:27.648-07:002013-10-22T04:06:27.648-07:00Oh my friend....
Picture yourself as that hairdrye...Oh my friend....<br />Picture yourself as that hairdryer that my mom used to have. Roll with me. There was a hot, warm, and cold setting. Only the warm setting never worked. It was either effing hot or so cold that you couldn't dry a fly with it. And then there was the frayed cord that zapped me every time my arm brushed up against it. (My mom was all about safety). One day, I got tired of it zapping me. So a messed around with the cord and you know what? I fixed it. Not only that the warm setting worked. <br />Every once in a while the duct tape would unravel and I'd get zapped and the dryer turned on to power ranger mode...but I fixed it again and again.<br />It's like you and I. This or that...but you...you found a way to make it in the middle. You say that there are good days that you're getting into the swing of things...and it only gets better from there. No?<br />Good days, although it may seem fleeting, are much better than none. Keep finding that frayed piece of shit cord, and fix that mo fo for good.Kimberlyhttp://makemommygosomethingsomething.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235502677257882577.post-76699152582130667972013-10-20T06:16:39.962-07:002013-10-20T06:16:39.962-07:00I read because of sentences like this: " And...I read because of sentences like this: " And I'm dark and I'm light and I'm good at this and I'm not, and my thoughts and feelings are what they are. "<br /><br />I love you. I love that you think about things and that you process them and that we are like one soul split into two bodies.Susanhttp://learned-happiness.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235502677257882577.post-31408082412619999302013-10-19T11:59:40.477-07:002013-10-19T11:59:40.477-07:00I read it, and you (and your thoughts and feelings...I read it, and you (and your thoughts and feelings) do matter. :)<br /><br />Also, I nominated you for a Liebster Award. Make sure to check out the coffee related picture towards the bottom. :D http://journeythroughppd.blogspot.com/2013/10/liebster-award-yes-please.htmlEstherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16205040884913365466noreply@blogger.com