I really love the Time Hop app. Today good ole Time Hop shared with me a link to my first blog, which I started in 2010 when I was entering my first senior year of college. Super senior over here- between life and transfers and a quarter off, it took me five years to finish college.
Anyhow, I breezed through a few posts, and it was REALLY nice to be able to relive that time in my life. I was so passionate about so many things. Unfortunately, the dreams I had at that time in my life never came true. And they probably never will. It's bitter sweet. There was a time in my life when I wanted to escape Ohio. Move to Chicago or New York and live in an overpriced, tiny apartment in the city and work long hours in PR. I think I would have been happy with that life. But I am happier with this one, as different as it may be.
Anyhow. One of the posts I wrote was about a list of 30 prompts. 30 things about myself or questions to answer. Since lately I have been writing about NOTHING but le bebe, I thought it might be fun to do this again. I know it won't be 30 days in a row, but over time I'm sure I can get to all 30 prompts. And I'm sure I will look back in a few years in awe at how different these answers would be if I was answering them, just like I am pretty astonished at some of my answers from four years ago. BTW I CAN NOT believe it's been four years since I was a senior in college. Sheesh.
The first prompt? Something you hate about yourself.
Starting off with a positive note huh? Nothing really comes to mind. Hate is a strong word, and I don't know that there is anything that I really hate about myself. I think if I had to pick something, it'd be my lack of softness. Finesse is possibly the right word.
I have a strong personality. That's just how it is. I have no desire to change said personality, but I have worked really hard over the past few years to try and stop that strength from coming across as being rude or a bitch or whatever you want to call it. I try to be an honest person and I really don't see the point in tiptoeing around things. Unfortunately, sometimes things do need to be tiptoed around, and I've learned that the hard way.
I find myself sometimes being misunderstood. People, especially those I don't know well, sometimes take things I say the wrong way. Be it due to my tone or choice of words or both. And I hate that. I am actually a caring person and it bothers me when people I care about are hurt by me.
So anyway, that is something I hate about myself. And I think I would actually use the word hate. Because the last thing in the world I want to do is fly off the handle and hurt someone I love with a poor choice of communication. And unfortunately, it happens.
Even though this is a bit of a downer topic, it's a good reminder that we as people are a constant work in progress.