“[Justin Bieber] brought a pet snake named Johnson – yes, he’s entering that phase. With his grim little glasses and not-just-God-but-Jesus-but-not-Usher acceptance speech, Biebz looked like a bitter young grad student from a Nineties time capsule, toting a copy of Gender Trouble to a panel discussion on the marginalization of Trixie within the narrative syntax of Speed Racer. Poor Selena Gomez looked all, “Really? This is what boys do? They show up for a date with a snake? Then the first time they act like they’re having any fun is when they jump up and fist-pump for a Chris Brown dance routine?” It gets better, Selena.”—
“Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.”—
In therapy I’ve been evaluating a number of “friendships” in my life and finding that I’m carrying around a bunch of people that really don’t belong there – the joys of co-dependency I guess. An entire group will need to be sent to the You-Get-An-X-Mas-Card-If-I-Have-Some-Left-Over list because I’m not a weekend binger drinker and the need for constantly traveling in a pack is not appealing especially when the majority of the group is in their mid-30s; it just feels and looks sad. Considering invites to their ‘events’ have stopped I don’t think they’ll miss me either. The group of people that I can call friends and rely on when shit hits the fan has grown smaller in numbers as I’ve gotten older. Does that happen to everyone?
Between the kid, husband, work and music fun it feels like I never have time to even be a good friend anymore and if we can’t chat or email chances are I won’t be of much use to you. It makes me sad in some ways but its liberating in others. One of the biggest lessons I’ve come away with in these sessions is that I can’t control the behavior of others but I can control how much of that person and their behavior I’ll allow in my life. If neither one of us is getting anything from the relationship it is ok to let that person fade away or cut them out of my life.
Also, I’m 30 years old and it has taken that many years to finally understand/name/start processing feelings but that’s another post for another random day where TMI is in order.