I won’t say it. I won’t say that some people should really think over their words before they’re spoken, should take into consideration the effect their words may have on others, and whether their “carefully” chosen words are appropriate in any manner whatsoever.
In other words, I won’t say “STFU already!”
I hate acronyms but damn, did I want to scream that one out loud. Without the “Acronym”.
At what point does the well-meaning individual stop and think, “Gee, trying to convince someone what a bad thing it is to work for their goals is a bad idea.”
There is a difference in a friendly warning that something may go wrong, and spending twenty minutes coming up with every damn excuse you can to cut down that person’s goals, no matter how differing or ridiculous those excuses get as the conversation rolls along.
Because the word “heartbreak” doesn’t just apply to unrequited love and romantic tales.
I’ve tried to shake this and it just won’t go away. The only thing left to do is stop focusing on what others think and continue with my plans as, well, planned.
Easier said than done. I can’t just put my hands over my ears and sing loudly “La La La La La La!!!!” Every time somebody tries to be “well-meaning” with their mouths open a little too wide. People need to realize the old saying “sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never harm me” is actually more accurately portrayed this way: “you can’t unspeak your words.”
I’ll tell you, it’s been a hell of a year, and the last three months summarize it perfectly: Change, heartbreak, challenge, and desire.
Desire to succeed in my goals, in life and every aspect of.
Challenge in the way I try to better myself against all odds.
Heartbreak in everything I have lost.
Change… always so much change.
There. Regardless of the circumstances, I’m going forth with my goals, turning a deaf ear to the naysayers and surrendering my doubt once more.
It’s going to be ok.
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