Who Cares Where It Comes From

I haven’t written a lot on here lately, and for that I’m sorry. There are a lot of updates I’d like to post so bear with me for a moment.

First off, I got a new job working in a Law Office up in Scranton, which I have to say is interesting and also a nice change from what I’ve been known to do. I think it’s definitely a step in the right direction, but I hope it’s going to last as long as I need it to. So far, so good. And it’s all thanks to someone awesome for getting me the job.

Secondly, I’ve been taking a few pictures here and there trying to get used to the iPhone camera and how different it is then an Android phone that I’ve always had. I didn’t like it at first, and I’m not ashamed to say that actually. I’ll make another photo post separate form this to show off some of what I’ve done and in case you are interested.

Next, I had to get a new Mac, since mine decided to take a shit a couple months ago and I lost a good deal of stuff that was on there from college and recent photo things I’ve worked on. Makes me so mad – I thought those things would last forever to be honest, I guess 8 years is long enough for a laptop to last.

I don’t really have too much else to say to be honest – so I’m going to leave you with something I found online when I was browsing the interwebs.


 

At heart, though, I am still the sweet girl looking for a man who will keep me safe. I don’t need you to take care of me, provide for me, fight my battles for me — any of that. But I do want you to want to do those things, while respecting me enough to know I can do them for myself. Honestly, I would prefer we each do them for each other.

I know who I am now, and I don’t need anyone to validate that for me. But I am also scared that who I am and the challenges I do face will send you running for the hills. My life is not easy and my situation gets complicated. It can be A LOT. Of everything.

As cliched as it sounds though, I am not my situation. Everyone has their own. Please don’t judge mine. Please learn about it. Ask me questions and let me answer before you come to conclusions. Let me be sweet to you and have fun with you. Let me cry freely and break down in your arms when I need to, trusting me enough to know that I am a bad-ass bitch and I’ve got this. I have plenty of crumpled on the floor moments, but I will get up and re-adjust my armor with or without you.

I would just much prefer you let me know I am safe enough to take it all off when you’re around. 

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