To say I am a daddy's girl is putting it mildly. I am just like my dad in so many ways. I often describe myself as the female version of him. I adore him and he is my sounding board. He taught me to think through things logically and how to make the best choice for me. Though I still call him to confirm that I am making the right choice. Unfortunately we have the same sense of humor, which means we can entertain each other with our jokes on our Sunday night phone call. His opinion of everything I do matters. So tonight at dinner when we were discussing my fighting, my parents said they wish i didn't do it but am happy to see me doing something I love. Later my dad pulled me aside to tell me that he doesn't like it but will always support me. It was the best and worst thing he could have said all in one sentence.
So I have thought about this for a while. Do I actually write this post? Do I put my dirty laundry out there for everyone? Or the handful that read my blog. And if I do, what do I say? Do I slam those involved? Do I take the high road? When is a “good” time to put it out there? A few days under my belt and there is probably no better time. So no secret, my ex-boyfriend was my coach. That worked out mildly well while we were together but add a breakup and somehow it just doesn’t work out as smoothly. Add a few of the worst things a person could do to another in there and disaster doesn’t even begin to describe. But I have this eternal belief that I can make any situation work. That I can fix things. It’s what makes me good at my job. I’m an eternal optimist. But it’s what causes me to not be so good at my personal life. Even when things are clearly not good, I still think I can fix it and make it right...
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