To my readers,
How easy is it for a person to tell you about themselves? Personally I've never found it easy and many times you just want to pull up your friend and have them do it for you. It's either that or a round of questions "Well, what do you want to know?" "I don't know, what ever you want to tell me. ." Then it turns into a whole regurgitation of dry facts "I was born in Fairfax, Virginia. . moved to California. . have a younger brother. . I'm blond with blue eyes. . been to more schools than school years. . go to Foothill College. . ect. ." I mean really, what is that? I could write or quote a poem but who wants to hear 'I Never Saw a Purple Cow'? I guess I could also parrot the complements others people have given me, but then it comes across sounding like I'm a perfect person whos in love with themself. Of course people are going to want to tell you nicer things though, because really- who is going to jump forward the first time you meet and tell you "Well, my mom always tells me I'll grow up to be a lesbian whore" *chuckles* No one I know. Yet failing that, I could give a list of all those people who made me what I am "I want to thank you, Mom and Dad, for using that nice white couch in our living room in such a wise and timely fasion. . Thanks for not aborting me"
Well, when you get right down to it I guess the only way is to tell the person what you think is important about yourself, what you like and dislike, what you're proud of and what means something to you. Of course there are so many things that I like, I don't often remember them all and I just have to give the short abridged version, that will just get longer as time goes on. For example, I love bright and shiny things. I love to sing, draw, write poerty, read, crochet embroidery, take long bike rides or walk in the rain. I enjoy hangliding, horseback riding and of course dancing. I love to dance and listen to music. I think I'd die if I went deaf and could no longer hear music.
For myself, I try to look at the brighter side, I figure in my life, things could always be worse, and sometimes they have been. Be that as it may, I survived and I'm proud of that. Pride can keep a person going, and sometimes a smile can make it that much easier. I love to smile, and laugh and help a person out, even if just means sharing a bad pun. One of my philosophies is "The day you stop laughing, is a day part of you dies," even if its hangman's humor, it's better than nothing and helps to keep you sane.
So smile for me, and I promise, it gets easier with practice.
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