I am 25 now. Man, that's old and man, that's still pretty young.
I am 25 now. I am still struggling with things I struggled with when I was 12.5. My guess is I will continue to struggle with these things when I am 50.
So here's the deal. Lately, I have felt super unappreciated. Stop right there. I know in my sane mind that people appreciate me. It just so happens the crazy has taken over for the time being so I cannot seem to see clearly (I wish the rain was gone).
Tonight I found some clarity. A tiny amount of clarity but clarity none the less. I am in a volunteer position and feeling under appreciated (ground breaking). Instead of getting on my soap box and sending an email I would FOR SURE regret whenever the crazy passes, I decided instead to appreciate another volunteer who from what I can tell is giving as much as I am. It really didn't feel that good like I was hoping but I do feel that it was the right thing to do.
I don't write this so that you will think highly of me. Shit, I already told you I am a crazy. I write this to encourage you to find someone to appreciate the next time life hands you a bag of crap.
I am 25 now. And I still holding out for that teenage feeling.
Jess
PS. Todd says "MEOW" Thank goodness for Todd. Whenever I feel real down, he just gives me a big ole bite on the arm to remind me that it could be a lot worse.
