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I saw this article on Huffington Post and HAD to repost it – AWESOME, it’s like he’s been in my brain!

I forgot how much I like reading fiction. I’ve learned a lot from the self help books I’ve read really recently, but I really needed the escape from a good fiction novel.

It took a really bad day at work, at realizing the relationships I have at work, to make me realize that as much as I think I’m happy with my life, I am far from it.

My relationship with Mike, while it has been a struggle, is finally getting better. I credit that to my self help books for sure. My relationships with my friends are great- its been a while since I’ve really felt like I had people in my life that care about me.

Aside from that, life sucks.

I am to blame.

I can’t figure out why, but I have a lot of anger with some people. All I can figure is that these people all have the same attitude towards life, and I’m surely sick of dealing with it.

I’ve tried to work through a lot myself, but i think its time to call in a professional to help heal me. I wish this was a quick fix, its hurting too much.

There are days, I’m sure you’ve had them, when you have your own thoughts, your own stressors and worries. Then in comes mr/mrs/miss negativity, who couldn’t possibly say something positive, who claims they never bitch but at the same time, won’t shut up about how hard they have it.
I wish it was easier to walk away from these people, tune them out. But they are your brother/sister/neighbor/coworker and unfortunately, you have no choice but to maintain some semblance of a relationship with them to forego a whole different type of miserable.

Who doesn’t have a special someone that they wish they could eliminate from their life? That by not having them around, life may be a little more enjoyable/easy/stress-free without them?

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Can I just say, family sucks? I mean, if you have a good family, be thankful. If you aren’t so fortunate, you’re screwed because you are stuck putting up with their shit over and over again. And as much as you may want to cut them from your life, it never works out.

I’m riding along in the backseat, when I notice another car trying to stay at our pace, waving to get our attention. In the backseat is a Guy who is totally looking at me. I look up again and he now has a sign that says “brody”. Yep, brody Jenner.
So, we get to our destination, a concert hall of some sort, and take a seat. Who’s on the bill tonight? Why, Michael Jackson. And Whitney Houston of course. As Whitney begins to play her first number, brody Jenner comes to my seat and leads me by the hand to his VIP section several sections below. As Whitney finishes, brody steals the mic, says a few things and then comes to where I’m sitting and kisses me.

Did I mention he is wearing an afro?

The concert stops and everyone starts to leave. Brody pulls me aside and begins kissing me. He’s a terrible kisser. Really sloppy and not sensual at all. When he starts rubbing his… area… against me, asking if I feel it, my mind is wandering elsewhere, not terribly interested any longer. (He wig is gone now). (Not that I think I’m attracted to afros ).(not that there is anything wrong with them.)
I see Andrea and Audrey, they tell me they are leaving and that the whole venue is pissed at me specifically because the concert stopped. I go tell brody my friends are leaving and I have to as well, but when I go look for them, I can’t find them, so I go back into the theatre and see that people are starting to file back in. So, I take a seat and watch Michael Jackson.
The end.

WTF???

A wise friend posted recently on her Facebook status “I’ve finally realized that cutting people from my life does not mean I hate them, it means I respect myself.”

A letter to a few people in my life:

I love you and wish nothing but the best for you. However, I need to cut you from my lie. I have my own life and issues to face and no longer wish to hear about your petty shit. The world does not revolve around you.

I realize that you will never change and never see the fault in your ways, and while I really want to help you, I have finally accepted that you are beyond help. The only person I can fix is me. So that is who I choose to help.