I didn't have much going on upstairs today and was worried I'd have nothing to report other than the excessive money spent! But alas, the brain got going during dinner after dance classes.
The thing that's so odd about these thoughts is that I've thought them multiple times randomly over the last decade, but that's where they stayed. Before I get to them, I want to address another thought regarding this blog.
I started this knowing full well people would have their opinions and views on it. What I didn't expect was for me to realize these things when, apparently, so many people already "knew" I needed this and were just "waiting." Kind of tough to hear, kind of funny to hear who, but all instrumental in what I'm trying to accomplish in figuring out "who I am." So I welcome it, as tough as it is.
One of the toughest things to do through all of this, I think, is to try and see if there's some common theme or relation to all of these thoughts and actions. I feel like I can already see some, but it's still early, so I'll give it more time. ;)
CAUTION: May be tough to read
One thought that I've had more times than I can count is my funeral. This thought has evolved over the years. It started as, "If I died, who would come to the funeral and what would they be saying/feeling?" Of course you wonder if you would be able to hear the thoughts and see everything one last time during your own funeral. Over time, it's changed to having something medically wrong with me, curable, but life-threatening, so I would survive, but also get to see what people felt and see who showed up. Don't get me wrong, these are terrible things that nobody should ever wish on someone, let alone themselves, but they are all thoughts that have, at some point, crossed my mind. And don't say they haven't crossed yours, because we've all seen them in movies.
The only reasons I can come up with that I would even think this is to gain attention or say I've done something like overcome a disease. Which brings me to the other thought.
I have always seen myself as being ahead of the curve - as seen in post #1 - and figured I'd be more "successful" or accomplished by 25 than my peers would be at 30. I don't know if it's because I wanted to SAY I was or because I felt I deserved it. Regardless, that's what I thought. When I heard of people I knew from high school that have "accomplished" so many things already, that I felt didn't deserve it or weren't capable of it, I'd get upset internally and come back the next day more motivated to
do something. Well, here I am at 25, still struggling with my own budget, credit card debt, and a mental complex that I can't determine if it's growing or diminishing by posting this blog haha. Maybe that's where my problem lies.
Maybe I've only decided to perform when someone else is doing better than me or someone is encroaching on what I "deserve." That's not how things should be working. I need to perform because I
want to perform. I need to work for the things I
want or realize I'm not getting them because I'm not working for it. I don't feel like I've ever been spoiled, even though my sister disagrees ;), so I don't know why I think this, but it's time for it to end.
Goal #3: If I want something, come up with a clear reason for why I deserve it. Wait 24 hours, and if I still feel like my justification is satisfactory, then consider it. If it's something more immediate, trust my gut.
Goal #3 was posted tonight because of last night. I posted that I only spent $20 yesterday, but I ended up going out to dinner and a movie, spending another $33, bringing the total to $53 for 6/14. I could have lived without going out to dinner and the movie, but didn't want to let others down, so I gave in, knowing I could have easily have said no and been just fine. A decision made wholly by myself! And the others wouldn't have cared either way!
Money spent for 6/15: eeesh. let's see...$34 ($5 for subway, $29 for dinner for two - same person that paid my parking tonight and my In-n-out yesterday)
I know there really isn't a lot of "flow" and transition between thoughts and paragraphs, but it's the beginning and I'm just getting them out. I'll sort it all out later and develop them further. SHIT! There I go again worrying more about what YOU think about my writing style than the point of the writing. So please, disregard that first sentence of this paragraph. I'll write however I want!
The end!