A lot lately… of how I often feel the pressure from many people to be a certain way. To conform to what everyone else is doing. If I’m living my life in a way that makes me happy, I’m creating, helping others, being nothing but kind and compassionate to those who respect me and filling my own needs and desires, don’t waltz into my life acting all enamored by me or this idea you have of me, then self-project your own issues onto me. I have plenty of my own that I’ve been trying to understand since early childhood and I’m finally, in my mid twenties feeling like an individual.
I think a lot of it has to do with being a young, attractive woman living smack dab in the middle of the country. I’m not going to try and fit anyone’s mold of what that person is supposed to look or behave as. I’m a pretty open book and if you ask, I often tell. If I offend you, try looking inside yourself for a change to figure out why. I don’t think I’m anything special but I respect myself to stay true to my own morals.