Learn Your Own Strength!

Wow, so life has pretty much been sucking at the moment!!

But then I realised I have hidden strength that I've just never needed to use right now. There I was, sitting in my car crying, and suddenly I just thought, "screw em all, I can fight this!"

So I took the bull by the horns (excuse the cliche)...and I feel so much better.

That's not to say that I don't have my 'cry-in-the-car-and-wallow-in-self-pity' moments. Boy oh boy, right now, that's all I seem to have. But what I am saying is this: we give up too quickly - we don't trust ourselves, our strength, our own damn schootzpa quite enough!

So next time you're feeling like everything's going wrong, just Say Thanks Anyway for adversity.

What they say is true: without difficulty you can't appreciate the good. And without some Job-like hardships you'll never really get acquainted with yourself...the strong person that is buried somewhere inside you.

Ok, so that's all from me today. I'm off (hopefully without a teary moment in the car...)

Katy Perry

I am a sworn Rock Chick! I don't usually listen to pop, RnB, gospel, or any of the other genres 'polluting' the airwaves!

But then something happened this morning. On my way to work, the radio suddenly switched to Katy Perry. This would normally be my biggest nightmare - the thought of a woman blasting us with her lesbian smooch is not morning-happiness for me. But her lyrics struck me...I think the song must be called 'Fire Works' (or something similar)...as she described exactly how I feel. I DO feel like a paper-bag, and a house-of-cards.

I get why some people listen to pop now. It gets you (unexpectedly).

So now I Say Thanks Anyway for Katy Perry.

And I'm off to let my fire burn...

So Many Questions!

There's one thing I've never figured out in life...when is it appropriate to speak up, and when do you shut up?!

How do you know which situation calls for which stance?

Are there some things that are just worth fighting for more than others? Or are some things just more socially respectable to clamour about?

I've never really been a stickler for rules and normalcy. In fact, I'll admit I'm a little weird. Ok fine, a lot weird. Which is cool - you know...be yourself, don't conform (the stuff they teach you on The Muppets), so I sometimes keep quiet when I should be screaming, and vice verse.

But is this an innate human trait that we're all meant to possess, or are we just meant to grope our way through a maze of difficult decisions?

As you could read in my last post, life's feeling a bit tough at the moment - but who am I meant to confront about it? There are so many various forces wreaking havoc in my life, but who can I talk to? Or do I just keep it to myself? Is it, essentially, my own fault (in which case no one really deserves to be confronted!)

I'm lost in the maze, facing a cul-de-sac...

Struggle and Strife, All a Part of Life

Have you ever felt like everything is going wrong? Like you just can't seem to catch a break?

I realise that my resolution for this year was to be positive (in spite of any/everything), and to embrace my positive side - but I gotta tell you, this year has been trying!

Everything around me seems to be changing so fast - like life's holding me at gun-point in a twisted game of Russian Roulette. Everything I thought I knew has changed. Anything I was comfortable with has been pulled out beneath my feet.  And if I question all this chaos, bullets may just begin to fly!

So as I continue my endeavour to see the beauty, positivity and happiness in life, I realise it's going to be far more of a struggle than I ever could ever have conceived!

But I guess that everything worth having is also worth fighting for.

Make War...then Love:)

The new year saw me having a massive fight with Enigman. Great way to start off 2011!

I don't even know what we were fighting about - we were suddenly just not speaking...(oh an ode to the awkward silence)

Cue the angstful hours wondering what I had done wrong; the moments spent punching the pillow which (pleasantly) doubled as his face; the wistful waiting by the phone; the wondrous excuse to indulge in some chocolate comfort. All of which I'm sure he did not experience! Bah, men!

We have since made up; and actually established what we were fighting about - separate things on both our parts it seems.

But, although our minor altercation was painful, it has improved our communication skills. We now know that we can fight, be honest & express ourselves without losing the other person.

So today, I Say Thanks Anyway for the 'good ol' fashioned' fight...