If you've been wanting to ask me why my writing has been sucking more than usual lately, THAT RIGHT THERE would be the answer.
My sole purpose in life at this moment is to keep that girl from falling and cracking her head open. Also? To keep the TV from falling on top of her, because her new favorite thing to do is stand in front of the TV and shout at it.
I wish you could see it, it's hilarious. The girl thinks she's all that.
THAT would be her second favorite thing to do. Run/crawl away from me. She'll put something in her mouth and take the hell off. I think it's her way of helping me lose weight. She's like "Chasing me burns calories! You can work off that soy white mocha, mommy!"
Good times. Good times.
I was talking to SJ a few minutes ago and I admitted something to her I never thought I'd admit.
I was actually feeling sad about the decline of this blog. I notice less people are commenting and reading. And it's totally obvious why.
The Suck. (Please.. do not tell me that I don't suck. PLEASE? I'm actually ok with it, but sometimes? It makes my ego hurt a little.)
Also? I don't have time to be "involved" like I used to. I read the blogs on my list everyday, but I don't comment because a) I don't have time, b) I SUCK, people. I can't think of anything intelligent or funny to say. All I can think is "Gabby is going to be awake in FIVE MINUTES. I wonder what she's going to find to stick in her mouth next?
Infact? I actually resorted to pretending to be a troll in the comments of a blog. Not an anonymous troll who says mean things and acts like an ass, don't start sending hate mail.
I think we should have a "Comment like a troll day" here on my blog. That way? We can all suck, together.
Or R U 2 scArEd 2 BE A TroLlz
U SuX
L8R!111!
*UPDATE*
Ok. I've given this a little more thought.
If you've been reading this blog for longer than a week, you've probably picked up on the fact that I have "issues" with my self image. I've been told by a therapist I have an "extremely distorted image of self."
I tend to focus on all that is wrong with me. I see myself as fat, ugly, not very smart. Basically, "lesser" than everyone else.
This annoys people who know me. Infact, some people don't talk to me anymore because of it. People get angry with me, pissed off even. People think I'm just fishing for compliments, because, apparently? I could NEVER REALLY BELIEVE those things about me.
I've worked on myself a LOT. I've tried to rid myself of those self condeming thoughts and for the most part, I'm succeeding. My dad always tells me those are lies that satan tells me so I'll hate myself and never believe that God could actually love me.
Anyway, I'm trying to put those thoughts aside and keep them in check. But every once in a while, something happens and I get all down on myself again and I start thinking "you really do suck, and you always will suck and you'll never be good enough"
See? It's not even about the blog. The blog isn't that important to me, I know it's place. It's about me not feeling like I'm good enough.
Dumb, I know, roll your eyes, go ahead, I don't mind.
The difference between the old, unhealthy me is that I'd let stupid things like this get me down. Now? I can put it into context and move on.
There. I feel better now.







Hey, I still click your link every day! You do not suck!
Oh wait, I'm supposed to be a troll. Waaah. I can't even be a troll. I'm too nice. Dammit! (taking my lameness away now.)