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Holidaze

I hate ’em. Well no, just Christmas and New Years to be exact. But with Thanksgiving only a few hours away I gotta put my big girl pants on and remind myself that I have a lot to be thankful for, despite the fact that I complain on a day to day basis about being unhappy with life.

“I wish my parents paid for my tuition, my rent, my car, etc. etc.”

At least I still have mine around.

“I wish I could afford to live in a nice apartment.”

At least I have a roof over my head.

“I wish I was taller, tanner, had bigger boobs, a flatter stomach, nicer skin, and so on and so forth.”

And then I see someone on the bus with a birth defect that has left their face so disfigured it’s almost as if they’re not real.

I hate that I can act so ungrateful sometimes. It’s not that I don’t appreciate what I have, I’m just continuously wanting more for myself. I don’t just want to be content. I want to be happy.

There are plenty of things that make me smile. But there are only a handful of things that make me happy. Asides from seeing my family grow, making my friends laugh, and falling in love – reading ur comments make me genuinely happy. So this Thanksgiving, I want to thank ALL OF YOU, for reading my blog and making me feel like I have a voice in this big, huge world called the internet. Moreover, for making me feel like my voice actually counts.

I’m so thankful for being able to write exactly what everyone’s thinking but just can’t seem to articulate. Because I’m STILL the girl who reads something inspiring that someone else wrote and quotes it on my Facebook, or prints it out and hangs it on her mirror as a constant reminder that I am not alone. YOU are not alone.


So Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

And please let me know what ur thankful for, I like to read just as much as I like to write!

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