Who Am I?
Who am I?
It's difficult for me to describe exactly who I am. I am becoming more myself everyday.
But for now, who am I?
I am a scared little boy and terrified of everything. I allow my anxiety to control my life at inappropriate times in ways that inhibit me from living it to the fullest.
I am usually very confident, and I almost never care what anyone thinks of me. I don't understand why everyone is so concerned with what everyone else thinks. The only time I really care about someone else's opinion of me is when I form a serious emotional connection with them. And even after that, I usually stop giving a fuck sooner rather than later.
I don't believe in the death penalty. I am pro-choice. I am against abstinence-only sex education. I am against teaching creationism in our schools. I don't think that the Pledge of Allegiance should have the phrase "under God" in it, and even if it was removed, I still don't think children in our schools should have to recite it. I voted for Obama, not because it was a lesser of two evils deal but because his ideas offered real change.
I like to go to bed around the same time every night and wake up around the same time every morning. If I had it my way, I would be asleep by 9:30 and wake up at 7:30 and have a nice cup of hot early gray & green tea.
I really enjoy making other people laugh and bringing humor to situations, especially when they don't call for it. I love inappropriate and deadpan humor.
I am a bitter, jaded soul. I am cynical and an asshole for no real reason sometimes. I am painfully sarcastic. I curse too much. I am miserable with myself sometimes.
I have obsessive compulsive disorder and it really infuriates me when people say that they "are OCD".
I use offensive language but words that are not in my repertoire include the N-word and retard.
I have been a full-time nanny, nude art model, staff writer for the school newspaper, sex educator, sex toy seller, peer educator, rape crisis counselor, restaurant manager, retail manager, and now a non-profit animal shelter attendant/manager. I am the absolute happiest with this job.
I rarely drink in excess and sometimes I smoke when I don't even feel like it.
I stay busy as often as I can because I become extremely bored with menial tasks. When I stop going, my brain starts going and doesn;t stop.
Sometimes when I write, I get so into it that I barely have any idea of what I'm saying. When I paint, I zone out for hours in front of my easel and when I come to, it's done. When I dance, I feel both out of my body and never as connected to my body. I just love expressing myself.
My life changed the night I was raped. Had I not experienced that pain, I may have never sought to help others in crisis situations of sexual violence. And each survivor I worked with at the OCRCC subsequently changed my life.
I drift in and out during conversations, particularly when I'm the one talking.
Being in social situations is a real effort on my part and takes a lot out of me. I avoid them if possible.
I went to school for psychology with a concentration in race, ethnic and gender relations. I wanted to work in crisis intervention, but really I just wanted to do something good in the world to help. I believe that I've come full circle by working at the shelter. I am doing something good, and I am intervening when all other options are exhausted or there is a crisis. I am happier doing this than what I was doing.
I am brutally honest, so asking if an outift you are wearing makes you look fat is a risky question to bring to my attention.
Despite my many fears, I am a force to be reckoned with.
I value loyalty, honesty, confidence, and charity. I would consider myself "spiritual" but not religious. I dislike organized religion and believe in karma, the rule of 3, "spirits", and sometimes reincarnation. I only entertain the idea of Heaven and Hell, but I don't truly believe they exist.
I feel lost a lot.
But I am not lost; I am waiting to discover myself further.
It's difficult for me to describe exactly who I am. I am becoming more myself everyday.
But for now, who am I?
I am a scared little boy and terrified of everything. I allow my anxiety to control my life at inappropriate times in ways that inhibit me from living it to the fullest.
I am usually very confident, and I almost never care what anyone thinks of me. I don't understand why everyone is so concerned with what everyone else thinks. The only time I really care about someone else's opinion of me is when I form a serious emotional connection with them. And even after that, I usually stop giving a fuck sooner rather than later.
I don't believe in the death penalty. I am pro-choice. I am against abstinence-only sex education. I am against teaching creationism in our schools. I don't think that the Pledge of Allegiance should have the phrase "under God" in it, and even if it was removed, I still don't think children in our schools should have to recite it. I voted for Obama, not because it was a lesser of two evils deal but because his ideas offered real change.
I like to go to bed around the same time every night and wake up around the same time every morning. If I had it my way, I would be asleep by 9:30 and wake up at 7:30 and have a nice cup of hot early gray & green tea.
I really enjoy making other people laugh and bringing humor to situations, especially when they don't call for it. I love inappropriate and deadpan humor.
I am a bitter, jaded soul. I am cynical and an asshole for no real reason sometimes. I am painfully sarcastic. I curse too much. I am miserable with myself sometimes.
I have obsessive compulsive disorder and it really infuriates me when people say that they "are OCD".
I use offensive language but words that are not in my repertoire include the N-word and retard.
I have been a full-time nanny, nude art model, staff writer for the school newspaper, sex educator, sex toy seller, peer educator, rape crisis counselor, restaurant manager, retail manager, and now a non-profit animal shelter attendant/manager. I am the absolute happiest with this job.
I rarely drink in excess and sometimes I smoke when I don't even feel like it.
I stay busy as often as I can because I become extremely bored with menial tasks. When I stop going, my brain starts going and doesn;t stop.
Sometimes when I write, I get so into it that I barely have any idea of what I'm saying. When I paint, I zone out for hours in front of my easel and when I come to, it's done. When I dance, I feel both out of my body and never as connected to my body. I just love expressing myself.
My life changed the night I was raped. Had I not experienced that pain, I may have never sought to help others in crisis situations of sexual violence. And each survivor I worked with at the OCRCC subsequently changed my life.
I drift in and out during conversations, particularly when I'm the one talking.
Being in social situations is a real effort on my part and takes a lot out of me. I avoid them if possible.
I went to school for psychology with a concentration in race, ethnic and gender relations. I wanted to work in crisis intervention, but really I just wanted to do something good in the world to help. I believe that I've come full circle by working at the shelter. I am doing something good, and I am intervening when all other options are exhausted or there is a crisis. I am happier doing this than what I was doing.
I am brutally honest, so asking if an outift you are wearing makes you look fat is a risky question to bring to my attention.
Despite my many fears, I am a force to be reckoned with.
I value loyalty, honesty, confidence, and charity. I would consider myself "spiritual" but not religious. I dislike organized religion and believe in karma, the rule of 3, "spirits", and sometimes reincarnation. I only entertain the idea of Heaven and Hell, but I don't truly believe they exist.
I feel lost a lot.
But I am not lost; I am waiting to discover myself further.