There comes a time when.......

There comes a time when you have to stand up and shout:
"This is me damn it! I look the way I look, think the way I think, feel the way I feel, love the way I love! I am a whole complex package. Take me... or leave me. Accept me - or walk away! Do not try to make me feel like less of a person, just because I don't fit your idea of who I should be and don't try to change me to fit your mold. If I need to change, I alone will make that decision.
When you are strong enough to love yourself 100%, good and bad - you will be amazed at the opportunities that life presents you"

Sometimes, we all get fed up with everyone else trying to tell us how we should be. TV, models, actresses and actors...they all set an example of 'how people should act, look like, speak, and associate themselves with'. There are too many people out there that base their lives around how celebrities look like, act, speak, drink, and associated themselves with. What ever happened to people being happy with who they are, happy with how they dress, how they speak, how and what they eat, and who they choose to associate themselves with??

Is society really that stupid that we all have to strive to be like everyone else??! Why can't we all be happy being who we are? 

For example, I am a 24 year old single mother, unemployed but going to college to further my education so I can give my daughter what my parents were unable (or unwilling) to give me. I am funny, sarcastic, down-right mean if I don't like you or if you offend me or someone I'm with. I drink, I smoke cigarettes, I enjoy meeting new people, although I have high standards for the people I decide to hang out with. I don't deal well with drama, lying, cheating, people who put on an act to make other like them, or people that criticize me because they have different ideals of what I should be or how I should act. Yes, everyone is entitled to his/her own opinions, but don't try to force your religion on me just because I'm Pagan and you don't understand it. 

So I guess what I'm saying is, if you don't like me - how I act, how I dress, how I speak, my way of thinking, my opinions, my friends, the way I live my life or choose to raise my daughter - then it's your loss. I don't associate myself with people who can't love me for me (and I mean everything about  me, not picking and choosing what to like and what to change). This goes for friends, acquaintances, and family.

A Prayer for Good Luck

If you think you can't,

You really must

In God and our soldiers,

Please keep the trust.

To keep us safe,

Day and night,

To stand in front

And faithfully fight.

In the name of freedon

And even love,

I pray for Grace

From the stars above.

That soon one day,

We can live in peace,

When fears subside,

World wards will cease.

With hope shining

From my eyes,

I ask for gifts

With the bright sunrise.

May luck and joy be

With all who know

That what you reap,

Is what you sow.

Written by a loyal supporter of American's Disabled Veterans.