I believe...

As I am relaxing in what is most likely my last Thanksgiving break (from school since hopefully by this time next year I’ll be gainfully employed), I thought it would be a good time to dust off the ole blog and write something that the majority of you could care less about—but for the few that do—this is for youJ

I believe that the power of suggestion is the most powerful tool out there.

I believe that my Dad is truly super human. My mom reminded me today that my dad recently had his wisdom teeth taken out—he went on his lunch break, had the procedure, then went directly back to work and saw 20 patients that afternoon. He’s also moved my siblings and I into and out of at least 25 places between the 4 of us. And I’ve never heard him complain once.

I believe that the best education lies outside of the classroom. And that degrees aren’t really necessary to do most of the things you want to do.

I believe that people who guilt people into trying to be better humans or better friends or lovers, etc, etc—are sad. Because you should never make someone feel guilty in order to make yourself feel better.

I believe that the whole “friends with benefits” thing doesn’t really exist and is far more damaging than beneficial.

I believe that rocking on my balcony is one of life’s greatest delights and it reminds me of how much I love where I live and this phase of my life—because I also realize that it won’t last forever.

I believe that I’m actually terrified of getting a real job and the closer it gets to graduation, the more I start researching more schooling.

I believe that I should start dating more—or period. I know I’m still “young” and that “only people in the south get married this young” and all that jazz but I also realize that I’ll be 32 in January and I would love to eventually have a partner to share my life with. I also want to be a mom. Those are two things that I don’t think about much but as of late I have more than usual.

I believe that my nephew is the greatest person on the planet and that if I could be half as resilient and strong and brave as him that I’ll have succeeded.

I believe that I could read articles all day long (particularly from The New York Times, The New Yorker, Huffington Post, Washington Post, The Atlantic, Brain Pickings, Elephant Journal, just to make a few) and feel inspired and like I’m doing something really important.

I believe that I’ve mellowed a lot as I’ve aged—nothing is as big of a deal as it once was. But I can still be pretty intenseJ

I believe that all people have a tendency to talk bad about other people—even if there is no other apparent reason than that they are bored and feel the need to be seen as “cool” to whomever they are talking to. This, however, is never cool.

I believe (or have come to realize) that I trust very few people—even the ones I like a lot and feel close to. I don’t know whether this is smart or a defense mechanism. Or both.

I believe that if you don’t have an awesome gay guy friend, you are seriously missing out.

I believe that sometimes washing your face is all you need to do to change your perspective or start your day over.

I believe that the single most important thing we can do every day is to let the people in our life know how much they matter to us.

And I believe that this is enough.

Happy Thanksgiving Week!