Posts Tagged ‘ Late Night Ramblings ’

In Case You Forget

Dear Amber,

It’s okay to not have all the answers. No one expects you to be perfect, so neither should you. And while it’s okay to not have all the answers, if you do have one–say it. Don’t dumb yourself down, sell yourself short, or forget who you are. Stand up for yourself and what you believe in. You’ve got the forum, you’ve got the words. Don’t waste them.

Amber, it really is okay to be yourself. You don’t have to prove yourself to the mini van driving soccer moms. There’s nothing wrong with going against the grain sometimes. People may judge you at times, but that’s their problem. You’re kind, compassionate, intelligent, and nurturing…the music you like and the cut of your jeans don’t affect who you are underneath them. You’d be the same woman and the same mother if you had blonde hair and wore matching sweater sets. Don’t let the harsh words of passersby break your spirit. You are a good mom.

Also Amber, please let yourself breathe. You’re a single mom with a job and school. Self-care is important, taking care of your daughter’s mama is important. Don’t burn out now, ’cause you are SO close to being done with school. After that, this is all going to get so much easier. The dishes don’t have to be washed the minute they’re dirtied. The only thing you need to be worried about above all else is Eden. She needs to be cuddled and sung to and you need the happiness that comes from doing so. You’re the real life Lorelai and Rory – embrace it.

Amber, you’ve got to let go of the dream of having a real mother-daughter relationship with your mom. It’s not going to happen and you don’t need to be sad about that anymore. Focus on the mother-daughter relationship that REALLY matters – the one you have with your daughter. You can break this cycle.

You are so much more awesome than you give yourself credit for. Losing weight won’t change you. You’re beautiful just how you are. You’re a good mother, a good girlfriend and a good nurse. You have a big, bright future ahead of you, girl.

❤ Me

This is my Rage Face

So saturday night I was kept awake by my neighbors. My neighbors half a block away and across the street were having a party. A party that raged until 1:00 am, during which nothing but 80s HAIR METAL was played. LOUDLY. I was very angry, and had fantasies of curbstomping people to the sounds of Devourment, but was thwarted by my being extremely, pathetically tired. So instead, I wrote this:

Dear hair metal jackasses,
It is midnight and your music has been blasting ALL NIGHT. I live across the street and down half a block and I can hear the LYRICS to your pathetic music. Neither my 2 year old nor myself appreciate this. If this happens again, I WILL call the cops. Shut the hell up. Maybe you want to feel the noise and rock your boys, but me and the toddler want to SLEEEEEEEP. Please cease your ridiculous crap and be respectful of your neighbors.
Thank you,
A human fucking being.
P.S. Get a better taste in music. Twisted Sister sucks ass. Also, screw you
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Clearly a masterpiece. I didn’t follow through with the sending of that note, and for that I’m a little bit sad…