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  1. Teri Hartman
    January 14, 2013 @ 11:28 pm

    Well said… and a little too similar to what I think/feel and therefore, a tad creepy. 🙂

    I sometimes think “What if this is it? What if all of my positive hopes and goals never amount to anything and all of this ‘trying’ to be happy was for naught?” What a waste of energy. Instead of trying to force myself to be hopeful maybe I should just embrace apathy – maybe that will feel more satisfying and authentic?

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  2. Teri Hartman
    January 15, 2013 @ 4:28 am

    Well said… and a little too similar to what I think/feel and therefore, a tad creepy. 🙂
    I sometimes think “What if this is it? What if all of my positive hopes and goals never amount to anything and all of this ‘trying’ to be happy was for naught?” What a waste of energy. Instead of trying to force myself to be hopeful maybe I should just embrace apathy – maybe that will feel more satisfying and authentic?

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  3. Melanie
    January 15, 2013 @ 9:24 am

    In November I unfriended all my FB friends and set my settings so only friends of friends could friend me. I did this to keep my blog page and not have to continually reject friend requests. It was the best thing I could have done for myself. I thought I’d go back after the new year, but I haven’t. The end-all-be-all is I’m sick of mom-friends offering up their children to any takers just because they are misbehaving. Instead of ranting about how terrible that is to say, or asking how they would feel if they really did lose their kids (something I’ve felt and still feel), I just dumped them all. Every last one.
    I don’t understand why people are afraid to have imperfect lives. It’s human. But I broadcast all my dirty laundry, so that’s probably why. It is hard to share troubles, but troubles unite us as much as the good times. Stay strong. What you are doing matters and I’m glad you are letting me share your journey.

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  4. Melanie
    January 15, 2013 @ 2:24 pm

    In November I unfriended all my FB friends and set my settings so only friends of friends could friend me. I did this to keep my blog page and not have to continually reject friend requests. It was the best thing I could have done for myself. I thought I’d go back after the new year, but I haven’t. The end-all-be-all is I’m sick of mom-friends offering up their children to any takers just because they are misbehaving. Instead of ranting about how terrible that is to say, or asking how they would feel if they really did lose their kids (something I’ve felt and still feel), I just dumped them all. Every last one.I don’t understand why people are afraid to have imperfect lives. It’s human. But I broadcast all my dirty laundry, so that’s probably why. It is hard to share troubles, but troubles unite us as much as the good times. Stay strong. What you are doing matters and I’m glad you are letting me share your journey.

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  5. Emma
    January 16, 2013 @ 10:04 pm

    Bring on the imperfections. Well said. I get tired of reading about perfect babies and perfect lives, about delicious recipes and what to buy. Life is complicated and beautiful and sometimes easy but a lot of time difficult. But I wouldn’t have it any other way. Cheers, Cheney.

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  6. Emma
    January 17, 2013 @ 3:04 am

    Bring on the imperfections. Well said. I get tired of reading about perfect babies and perfect lives, about delicious recipes and what to buy. Life is complicated and beautiful and sometimes easy but a lot of time difficult. But I wouldn’t have it any other way. Cheers, Cheney.

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