Don’t Be A Happy-Leech
Man. It is extremely hard to focus on changing my mind-set.
I wake up in the morning and before I hop into the shower at ass crack early, I have to force a positive.
Even if it is something as simple as “The first outfit you put on will look as cute on, as it does in your head” No matter how hard I try to will this positive to be so … I have a 50/50 shot of it happening.
It is a risk worth taking to move from “God you are fucking fat” … to that.
A wise asshole once told me that if you tell yourself something enough times, it becomes truth. YOUR truth.
I am really making an effort to live this way every single day. Not just for show, but for serious. From the inside out. I feel like if I make it a point to look at myself every day and find something, ONE thing that I can truly say about myself and my life that is a genuinely good thing … so can everyone else. Right?
Right?!
I read a quote today that read “Life is too short to spend time with people who suck the happiness out of you.” How fucking true is that?! How many of you have 1 or 2 people who, bless their little hearts, are the most Debbie Downer, happy-leeches that you ever did meet?!
Gah. I am over that. I am over trying to help people be happier them’s. Either you are going to be happy with the hand you have been dealt or you aren’t. And, if you aren’t … you better be spending your waking moments figuring out how the next hand will be dealt in your favor, or we can’t do business. Not I, nor can anyone else help with that. Especially not if you are not willing to roll up your sleeves and get your hands dirty while changing your way of living and thinking.
I have my eye on all of the people in my life right now. Every single relationship. New and old.
I am asking myself the important questions:
How do we benefit each other?
Is our relationship toxic?
Where is the toxicity coming from?
Can it be healed?
Do we want to put in the effort TO heal and mend the relationship?
No matter what – for me to keep a person in my life going forward – they have to be dedicated to their own happiness. It is a must. Otherwise, that person is slowly sucking the happy out of not only me, but all of the people surrounded by them.
You have to put in the work to have happiness in your life. Own it. Control it. Embrace it.
It has taken me many years of negative thinking to realize it … but I am there, and I am knee deep in my own shit – dedicated to shoveling myself out of it.
I hope I look to my left and see you just as deep in your own shit as I am in mine, shovel in hand … with a motherfucking smile on your face.
Give me a happy in your life. Just one. If you aren’t feeling it today … dig deep. I know you have one in there.
My happy is I have a job. Now it may not be the job I actually want, but none the less it IS a job that pays real money. And I am hoping more happys come from this job as well.
I am sure that it will. Especially if you make the CHOICE for it to.
My happy is just that I have a roof over my head, I have food in my belly and I have a healthy child. Lots of people don’t have that.
They do not. Those are important happy’s.
My happy is that I am surrounded by the most amazing family… I worry sometimes that they don’t know just how much I appreciate them, no matter how much I say it..
They do. <3
My happy is that I am aware of your existence through helping people (Beckwith Family)and I think you are fucking amazing and I love your honesty. Number 2 happy is the duraflame in my fireplace right now
<3 It is unfortunate that such great tragedy created so many amazing friendships. Rachael is one of the most inspiring people I never met.
I am happy to know you.
Duraflame rules. RULES!
I have to pick just one happy?! Nah, I’ll pick ‘em all….
I’m happy that my feet touched *this* side of the ground this morning.
I’m happy that the Vapo Rub and NyQuil gave me a full night’s rest.
I’m happy that my cough has returned to something productive.
I’m happy we have medical coverage so I can get my ass to the doctor today.
I’m happy my mom is focused enough to move me in the right direction to understand some of my medical funding.
I’m happy that my son was back to asking for a baby sister at 5 AM.
I’m happy that there’s coffee downstairs.
I’m happy that I like the blog of Ms Ali Edwards — I’m starting to use it as a focal point for my creative fears and slumps and over-ambitions.
I’m happy that Perrin is going to school today and I’m feeling stronger than yesterday.
I prefer all, but some people’s kids ……
I am happy that we have a friendship that has spanned over like … 6 years.
I KNOW!!! It’s so strange to realize it’s been that long.
I kept thinking about this blog yesterday. I loved how one could easily interchange “happy” with “thankful for.” I think that might be what some people are really missing. They aren’t happy; and certainly don’t radiate warmth and love because they’ve forgotten that they have so much to be grateful for. Every. Day.
When I forget to count my daily blessings, I turn into such a selfish whiny bitch. I go back to recognizing what I’m so lucky to have — even on the small scale; like the gift of breath — it makes everything so much better.
I am happy for number crunching proof that there is an end in sight to the slow climb out of debt.
I am happy that we are just under 10 weeks from having real insurance again.
I am happy that my kids are where they need to be, and surrounded by the people they need, to get real help.
I am happy from my li’lest one showcasing his sense of humor in random hilarious ways that light up my days.
There should be more, but I am precoffee right now, and I am immensely happy it just finished brewing.
I bet that coffee smells amazing.
My happy? Short days this week and sushi for lunch….also, I have the best damn friends and family ever!!!
Sushi is gross but your face is not.
awwwwwww, shucks!
My happy is that I am starting to feel good about myself for the first time in… ever, to be honest. I look in the mirror and notice the flaws but I also see the improvements. I am also happy that my kids and I are in good health, emotionally and physically – I see so many people each day who are not.
I am so so so so so glad you are in such a good space.