Somethings just have to be excepted. I believe that anything is possible but I have finally come to terms that there are things that can not be changed. For example, my hair. I have bad hair. I can say that now. I was not blessed with thick, bouncy hair. Or even hair that can be styled. I have stick straight, thin, brown hair. It will not perm (I have tried twice) and it only holds a color for about two weeks. And I have a cowlick. Its time to except the fact that I will never have the Victoria Secret hair that I dream of. I won't ever have hair that I am even mildly pleased with. Time to move on.
It has also taken me 30 years to learn when to give up. I have always been a fighter but for the last couple years I have learned the value of a "tactical retreat". I used to think that this strategy was the quitter way, but I have learned the wisdom of "giving up" or better "knowing when to give up". I haven't put a lot of value in my own happiness over the years and I think its time to change that. I think it's time to fight for me. I have never had a problem fighting for my friends and family, but I can't really remember the last time I fought for myself.
I'm sure that this new epiphany will go over well with some people. It will be interesting to see which relationships I have when all is said and done. I know that I have already lost one, and two hang in the balance. I guess the next realization that I need to come to is which one is more important: my feelings or everyone else's?
Holla.
