Redundancy
My life is becoming redundant once again… whereas before it had to do with my life at the house – now it has to do with my habit of going out and spending money – it’s the same scene all the time. While fun, I would love to meet new people – make new friends. Kim vocalized my concerns on Friday night – I need to join some sort of mentally stimulating group – like a book or philosophy club so that I can meet new people AND exercise that mushy muscle I’ve so rarely been using nowadays.
I am SO sick and tired of people not saying what they really mean. I am empathic, or good at reading people or something… often I know when people are lying about something, or at least not speaking the truth, whether they know it or not. I just would rather get everything out in the open – words are hard to swallow, but it’s even harder to know that things could have changed for the better (or worse, but it’s worth the risk) if someone had spoken up… living without regret is impossible. Living with knowing you did your damnedest not to regret is highly admirable…and it’s something I’m working towards.
Some words of advice to everyone I know: Just tell me the truth!!! I’m a lot stronger and more open-minded than you think…!
-j
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