Saturday, September 19, 2015

Sometimes these things blow my mind

I will preface this post by saying this: All of my female friends are amazing, strong, hilarious women. Yet why is it that we are so focused on men? I've had to call some friends out on this lately. I get it. My 30th birthday is around the corner. My biological clock is running out. Yes, I probably have a few good years left of child bearing but let's be serious right now. The chances are lower, risks higher and quite frankly it will be a hell of a lot harder to get my body back in shape and YES that is very important to me. I'm not really sorry about that. I would like to have a child. MAYBE 2. I don't know yet. But the idea of committing to a man for so long scares me like nobody's business. Maybe that's one reason the boy crazy behavior is getting to me.
I believe that my main reason for this being such an annoyance to me is that my friends overthink all this nonsense (as we are all guilty of at times). You have to let yourself feel everything but where do you draw the line? Lately I feel as though so many of my friends are not even able to hold a real conversation anymore. They're basing their self worth on whether or not they hear from a man, if he likes her or wants to see her. We all enjoy attention but why does it have to be all consuming? Our friends know how amazing we are and we know how awesome we are. Why is this not enough?
I will admit that after my last breakup I took some steps in reverse which certainly stunted my growth for a few months. I have no one to blame for this but myself. What I learned is that he was not worth all of the time I spent just completely broken over him. His words meant nothing as soon as another girl took interest in him. Maybe I am cynical. Maybe I don't care anymore. But I'd rather spend my time being happy over things that I create myself, with family or friends. Not someone who treats me as though I'm expendable. I understand that these things are all easier said than done but I believe it is well worth it.