Making Friends

28 Feb

I have begun to climb out of the funk I’ve been in for the last couple months.


A little while ago I let the stupid words of two people crawl under my skin and wreak havoc on my esteem.  What was I thinking?!?  I know better than that, yet I did it.  Add that to my new country/culture/language and medical issues, and I’ve been on a bit of a downward slide.

Today was a day off, so last night was a night out.  Last night I was feeling frustrated and unaware of why.  I was blaming the surroundings and situation I was in and being kind of a pain.  I was called out on my attitude, thank goodness, because as today has progressed I have been able to identify the real culprit and sift it through.

I am feeling very grateful for my new friends and their ready socialization.  Especially my new girl friends.  Out here, in the big bad world, I’m finding the women that are uplifting.  I’ve shied away from girlfriends in most cases because women can be too catty and frustratingly fearful of themselves.

The women I am friends with, that I stay friends with, are the women that love themselves enough to lift up those around them.  I have lived with so much self doubt my whole life.  My inner worth has only really been known to me in the last few years.  It is still new to feel confident in my own skin.  I am so glad I have learned to love me, but it is far more familiar to let those feelings of doubt in.

And familiarity breeds habit.

Though it is time consuming and difficult, creating new habits, new familiar ways to think and do, is worth it.  My new friends are helping me remember to put the new habits to work just by being who they are.  They are reminding me to be just who I am.

And I like me.

I like that I am honest.  I mImageay not always say what is expected, “right”, or whatever, but I say my truth.  I am not afraid of who I am, what I’ve been through, or where I’ve been.

I like that I am heIpful.  I try to help those around me with anything I can.  It’s not the mom in me, it’s just the me in me.

I like that I am trusting and willing to be friends with anyone.  You can choose to not be my friend, but if you are my friend, you can count on me.  From day one.

I like that I want to learn from everyone around me as much as I want to help those around me.

Today, I like the fact that because of my new friends, I feel good, really good about … everything.

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