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“Fear less, hope more; Eat less, chew more; Whine less, breathe more; Talk less, say more; Love more, and all good things will be yours”-Swedish Proverb A lot of people say that they know themselves better than anybody else does. But that's not what this is about. This is about getting to know myself through the lenses of other people. Anybody can see themselves as themselves and love themselves, but those people usually end up alone. So I'm writing this story just as much for me as you. Let's get started: I am a Junior in college and I recently attended UNR. I have a wonderful family and awesome friends (I've thoroughly weeded out the bad ones, family and friends alike). I plan on continuing my studies of Social Work and Gender Race and Culture at Southern Florida University in Tampa, where I will be moving with my soon-to-be husband Chris. I'm ready to start my life, and help people that truly need it. I write this blog as catharsis and as a means of self-examination. Stick with me, it's bound to get interesting. |
When I was single and living with my parents, the thought of living with a man and taking care of a house and dog seemed so incredibly daunting. Because compared to having my mommy shop for me, it definitely is. But after the whirlwind that was our wedding and moving experience, if feels like it’s been like this forever. I wake up, and take my dog out, feed him, start laundry, clean the kitchen, and continue my day. It’s just how it is. Which is so incredibly strange, because I am a lazy human; I hate doing pretty much anything menial, or mundane, but now it just seems so necessary to our life. Chris is such an important part of that, I can’t imagine spending this life with anybody but him.
