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Monday, June 17, 2013

Day 8: What are 3 passions you have?

This post seems kind of redundant. I feel like I've already mentioned these enough through all my blogging that I'm just restating old things. So, I am going to do something completely unprecedented, and change the challenge!! Today, instead of blogging about 3 things I am passionate about, I will blog about 3 things I would like to change about myself. (This might make a later post - List 5 weaknesses - a bit harder.)

1. I'm co-dependant. I feel as though I need someone else in my life to "complete" me. Some of this stems from being scared. What if I'm all alone in my apartment and I suddenly get violently ill? What if I need to move this piece of furniture and I can't? What if my car breaks down and I can't get to work? What if I encounter a spider?! All these scenarios float around in my head and I begin to freak out. Also, I've spent all of my life refusing to do things alone. Whether it's because I fear what strangers will think of me, or because it's genuinely no fun to go to places alone, I just avoid it if at all possible. It makes my life rather dull. There are also a number of things I literally can't do alone, like hikes. People keep telling me I'm going to get raped or murdered on these trails in the woods if I'm all alone.

2. I freak out about everything. Can't you tell? I'm a worry wort. There are things in life that you can't change, like other people and their actions. It's really hard to tell myself not to worry about things that I can't change. Sometimes though, I can get randomly methodical about stuff. My logical side will kick in, emotions take a back seat, and I get shit done, like when our cat was lost. While Justin cried and said he was dead (and wanted to knock on people's doors at 10 at night), I just started making posters and shaking the treat jar outside while calling his name. Logically, I knew he was fine. There was a greenbelt behind our complex and I knew he was hiding back there; he was just too scared to come out. (We did get him back, by the way, in case you were worried!)

3. I get frustrated a lot. I get this from my mom I think. Dad is pretty calm about most things, even in the midst of a crisis, while mom gets angry and upset. I haven't yet learned coping techniques for when things don't go my way. From random errors on my computer (for example, the fact that my wireless Internet drops about every minute, and I have to reconnect) to being unable to put in or take out my contact lens after several (and I mean several) attempts. It's like that book Don't Sweat the Small Stuff, except I do.

If I could learn to just... accept things, I think my life would be so much easier!

Day 7: What is your dream job, and why?

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