Hello!
I am Anxiety.
[For those that lack the ability to read the screen name.]
I am not very grand that these wonderfully narcissistic boxes of joy nor would I imagine that 90% of the internet is at first. Its easy to label someone else when looking through glass, but when that glass has a reflection of light in it and you can see yourself; its harder to label that person with your face.
Now, don't get me wrong. Yes, I do love talking about things that involve me. My day, my food, my outrageously, unladylike burps and such... ^.^ Its just awkward to explain myself to someone else in a essay to where someone can understand me. In real life, you can just look at someone and determine if you want to involve yourself with communicating with them or not. Here, your first impression is based on how well you can communicate with words instead of how you look. Maybe that's better than reality. Instead of someone judging you for what they "think" you are... they have to see you for what you "want" them to think you are. Maybe that is the reason behind internet addiction. Its so easy to be accepted for being the you than you can't share.
They always say that the drunk you is the real you.
The internet is the rum... so bottoms up!
Interesting Fact about Anxiety!
-----> I am a huge morning person. The kind you want to punch in the face just for the simple fact that you can.
-----> I always under dress for work. Mainly because I work with children. Preschoolers. So really, there is no such thing as under dressed. My kids still adore me no matter how I look and I still go home each day with a new bald spot in my head, Clorox and paint on my clothes, and a case of beer in my hand.
....The only joke is the beer.... sometimes.
-----> I love exercising, but I still have one lovely roll on my tummy when I sit down and I can still feel my butt jiggle when I walk. I'm not very self conscious of it. In fact, I am more self conscious of my toes than anything else on my body. I have monkey toes.
------> I am currently engaged to my sweetie of a 21 one year old toddler. He is the messiest sack of love that I've ever met... Fortunately, I am clean enough for the both of us. ;)
------> My feelings get hurt easy. I am slightly emotional.
------>I love GOD
For the most part, I am an old soul. I love Elvis more than Taylor Swift. I dig Sea Monkeys more than Teacup dogs. I'll have my sweet tea over Mountain Dew any day.
My father raised me to be polite and well spoken. While my grammar is far fallen from perfect, aside from the countless books I've read, I uphold Southern hospitality and mannerism proudly. My front door is always open to my neighbor and I say Yes Sir, No Sir, Yes M'am, No Ma'm.
Treat others the way you want to be treated.
I want respect, so I give it. Simple.
I am entirely too ditsy for my own good. I daydream a lot and forget what I'm doing often. I am always in "Ga Ga" land, dreaming about pink ponies and princes saving their princesses. Sometimes I just zone out, with a blank stare, and drool a bit.
I am a advid reader. Unfortunately, I haven't read a single thing in about .... I am ashamed to say months. Between work, hubby, slave, maid, daughter, and so on, I just can't make the time anymore. :( My favorite author that I was reading dedicatedly though was Kristen Hietzmann. She's a Christian novelist and the best thing about her is that God is the core of her book, but he's the core that is more there instead of being shoved down your throat in every page. Its hard to describe, but I've cried the past 5 books I've read from her.
Speaking of crying, I am very emotional. I am the type of person that gets offended easily when it comes to family and friends. Strangers are just pests to me, but family has my heart. The main reason I believe I am so emotional would be because I love to hard. Its a huge flaw I have... but its also a blessing. I've found great people and I know I've loved very much because of it.
I hate adults. I hate people my age. They're annoying. I prefer children because they have an excuse to act like children. Adults this time and age seem to stressed and hell bent on go, go, going like the devil is on their heels. Life isn't a curse. Its a process that we can make good or bad. There are many beautiful things out there. Embrace the little things. Cherish the sun. Breath the smog filled fresh air. Pull that huge stick with the bug at the end of it out of your ass. That's why kids are awesome... they love to live.
I've met a few rare people out there though that prove me wrong. I love these people. They make growing older so much better and wiser.
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