added to the to-do list by a couple people who mean something to me. you know who you are, boy & girl. yes, singular. yes, i am calling you out. and i love you for it, btw.
wining and dining the other night when i came to the realization that.. seriously, who MF cares? why aren’t (and can’t!) we able to feel, share, do (and all in constant revolutions) what our hearts desire without being labeled some type of way (yeah i went there..)? why is it acceptable for one to completely disregard another’s emotions and label them as a too sensitive, emotional fool (or crazy, specifically) and still pass for the cool guy, yet it’s not acceptable for someone to wear their heart on their sleeves, put themselves out there and willingly risk everything they have to offer?
i personally believe it’s a gift to be able to share your heart, thoughts and feelings so freely. what’s even more amazing is connecting with someone who allows you to do so, and actually agrees that it’s one of the most freeing things in this world (thank you, red & kk). it’s poppin bottles. bottles in which your life’s (crazy) stories have been held captive. and tears. tears of joy. joy and suffering. “suffering is optional.” now i’m starting to sound like a bing commercial.
you get my point. i am that emotional, sensitive fool but guess what? if i’ve learned anything this year, it’s definitely this: it is perfectly OH KAY (and if it isn’t to you, then why are you still reading this?!?)!
dr. seuss even said so.. “be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don’t matter, and those who matter don’t mind.” yes, i quote him a lot and yes, that is okay too :)
PS - because anyone who truly knows me knows i love to ramble.. i have yet to see the movie (aforementioned people should know this too and are probably cracking jokes about my lack of movie knowledge.. jerks.) or read the book. just in case you were curious :)