I’m so unhappy with my life right now. It feels like I don’t even have a life anymore (but then again I have felt that way for awhile now). All I do is work, work, work and satisfy others even though it’s hard on me. I know I should stop pushing myself to do so much, but everytime I think I have the guts to stand up and speak out, it backfires on me. I get up to the situation only to have my anxiety shoot my brain. I always worry about what people will think if I backed out of the things I do. I don’t want them to see me as a quitter. I also worry about other things like karma and stuff like that. But the thing is, I am sacrificing my life and my mentality just for these people to see me as a good person. I want to be a good person. Hell, I am a good person, but I have my limits. I just wish I had the ability and the strength to show others my limits. I want to live my life. I want to be stress and worry free. I hate being miserable. Maybe if I can stop being a coward and letting my anxiety get ahold of me, I can be truly happy. If only I could.
Apr 25th / Tagged: personal personal rant life anxiety miserable / 1 note †
Me in the hospital with my little sister :) I decided to upload this one of me because you can see my injuries better. I have two stitches on my right eyebrow, a badly road burnt busted lip, road burnt nose, and a mild concussion. I also have badly scarred hands and it’s hard for me to hold/grip anything. My legs are only scarred at the knees. Everybody considers me lucky, which I am. Things could have been much worse and I wouldn’t be here. Even though I have no memory of the accident, it has truly opened my eyes. Never again will I contemplate the thought of suicide because I came pretty damn close to dying and I saw the love of my friends and family that I would’ve left behind me. I am slowly recovering. I am home and resting well but I still have severe headaches and difficulty walking. Maybe I’ll remember more someday. But let my experience show you how precious life is, my fellow followers. It truly is. And know I love you all :)
Dec 20th / Tagged: personal motorcycle motorcycle wreck injury death near death experience life hospital my face me my little sister sister love / 9 notes †My life in Gifs Use every third gif in your folder (3-6-9-12-15 etc.)~
Parents’ reaction when you were born
How you felt on the first day of school
Your reaction when you first learned to ride a bike
Your reaction to getting a birthday present from your best friend
How you felt when you got your first crush
How your crush felt when you told them
Your reaction when your parents sat you down to have “the talk”
How you felt after your first kiss
How you felt after your first hangover
How you felt waiting for your exam results
Your reaction to failing the exam
Your reaction to passing the exam
Your reaction to having a crush on the professor
Your reaction to graduating
Your reaction to finding a good job
This describes the rest of your life
He chose me :3 I can’t believe it but he did. He loves me. And I couldn’t love him more :) I love you Scott :3
Oct 13th / Tagged: personal love life / Notes †
For breakfast this morning, I got a plain biscuit and orange juice. As I sat in my truck, thinking how my day was going to suck, I looked at my oj box and saw this. It looks like a smile, and it basically made me smile in return. Then, I thought of a little thing to go by today: to open happiness into your day, just smile. My day was quite wonderful after this :)
Oct 10th / Tagged: personal little things in life smile orange juice life happy / Notes †
Sep 28th / Tagged: Love Marriage Married Relationship Life Changing Story cute sweet sad / 53,291 notes †Marriage.
“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?Hm.
