Some days I’m inspired. Some days I lose focus and forget what I’m doing or why I’m doing certain things. Sometimes I’m lost, sometimes I’m found, — but everyday I am thankful.
I spent a lot of wasted time explaining to people why I do what I do, but eventually came to the conclusion that I don’t owe anyone an explanation. If they get it, great! If they don’t, I don’t care. Sometimes people don’t understand me and occasionally I allow it to throw me off my game. I have to remind myself to let my creativity flow. Realize this —not everyone will understand your journey, but as long as you understand it, other people’s feelings about it shouldn’t matter. How could they possibly understand you? They’re not you. You’re you, the only you. People may not always understand, but they will eventually see the fire and passion in your eyes and support you whole heartedly wishing they could find the same. You never know, maybe it will be you who helps them do that.
I search for self-validation, I try not to search for it in others. You’re unstoppable as long as you believe it. Sometimes I have bad days, but I impress myself just by the way I handle it — changing my mood and making things happen despite having a bad day. Yup, I’ll just be over here kicking ass and taking names if you need me.
Sometimes you just have to focus on you, even if you’re the only one in your corner. Once you believe in yourself, people will start to follow that notion. It takes practice and patience to believe in yourself. It also takes hard work, dedication, focus, and most importantly — confidence. Don’t let people lower your standards to meet theirs, let them want to raise their standards to meet yours. Be the one to encourage others and help others believe in themselves when no one else will.
I had to tone down my negative attitude 95% to get to where I am now. It definitely took some work, but it was well worth it. Something about getting older made me feel like I couldn’t let loose anymore, couldn’t be goofy. Once again — caught trying to live by the rules of society. I was straight-faced 24/7, always taking things to heart and making mountains out of molehills.
Now — sometimes all it takes to get me back to my happy place is being at a coffee shop by myself just reflecting and writing, contemplating my next bad-ass move. A margarita at a nice little bar sometimes works the same. Tequila is my girl.. It used to take someone telling me I’m awesome to bring me back to life — now I’m that person. Sometimes I sit at work and smile to myself because genuinely don’t hate being there anymore. Just because everyone else hates working, doesn’t mean you have to. I feel so lucky to have found myself. I believe some people never do and hopefully with this blog, you will find some inspiration.