Today is the day I start my classes again. I look forward to another great semester and I look forward to beginning my marketing plan, which can’t begin until I decide exactly how I’m gonna publish my book.
Honestly, I’ve gotten mixed reviews about my book. It’s kind of controversial with the ideas that I present and ofcourse my spiritual beliefs- which aren’t taught in the book, but are mentioned-will cause some criticism because people like to criticize things they don’t understand, don’t agree with or can’t imagine for their lives.
Instead of having an open mind, they’ll just bash it in order to somehow validate their own beliefs as if acknowledging other beliefs or life paths will detract from the validity of their own life path. There are multiple ways to get it right, you don’t have to follow the prescribed path.
Whether you do or you don’t you’re gonna attract people who want to tell you how to live your life, but be strong enough to be true to what you believe because you can’t be swayed by different opinions which will change over time. Today someone will say, “Oh you’re stupid for buying a house, mortgages are traps.” And then two years from now they’ll be closing on their home and you’ll remind them of what they said and they will shrug and say, “I changed my mind.”
Do you. Make your own decisions. Trust yourself and let no one pull you away from what you believe is right especially if their life doesn’t reflect where you are trying to be. That’s just silly to me. I mean, I listen to critics but then I say, “Do I really want to be sitting on the internet all day bored at work and making rude anonymous comments to people?” What do I gain from that?
To be honest, since this whole motel thing came about and I haven’t had access to the net, I’ve realized that it isn’t that important after all. The internet used to be my whole life but now it’s just a small part of my life. I log on, do my thing and then close my laptop. Without the hours of random IM conversations, perusing blogs that do not help me get toward my goals or reading the gossip sites I have much more time to work on myself mentally and physically.
I don’t know, I’m not really into other people’s lives so much…I’d rather be working on something that will help me to be better, like making the outline for my 2nd book. I’ve already started organizing it. It’s a lot easier this time because I have a method established.
My friends won’t even read my book. That makes me laugh. They can’t read it because it’s self help and most of them aren’t into self help and personal development. LOL!
Crazy…
Regardless, I am so grateful for them. Everytime I hear a woman say, “I don’t have any female friends,” I feel sad for them. I don’t know what I would do without mine.
See, it’s different here on this blog, I share the interesting parts of my life, good or bad, happy or sad. But with my friends I can share it all, even the mundane stuff or the scary stuff and they don’t judge me or freak me out about any of it.
Can you imagine that?
Living a lifestyle and making choices that most people would call you crazy for and believing in the choices you’ve made- and then having friends who beat you up about them instead of supporting you. My friends aren’t like that.
It took a while for them to get there though but as Tamara said, “I just had to realize that you are different from me and you can make the best decisions for your life,” she told me one day after I admitted that for a while there I hid things from her and didn’t share my true heart because I knew she would judge.
The one thing I am known for is being non judgemental. I mean, if you’re on crack or something then we probably wouldn’t be friends but besides lieing, stealing, selling drugs or intentionally trying to hurt someone you can live the life you want to live and I’ll celebrate with you.
That is so important to me. It boggles me how people can get so emotionally caught up in someone else’s life. Like, really, if I shut down my blog and dissappeared how would that affect your ability to pay your bills or take deep breaths. It won’t.
Why get emotional over someone else’s life? To me that means you have too much time on your hands– or maybe it means that what is happening in my life hits a sore spot because it reminds you of something you are lacking in yours. I don’t know, those are just my opinions.
All I do know is, I’m becoming a different person and I see it everyday. I’m not really that interested in the intimate details of other people’s lives and the comments don’t phase me as much as they used to. I mean, if I don’t know you for real, I have no opinion about what you’re doing. How could I?
Opinions don’t phase me as much as they used to and I’m standing up for myself more. I have to look past the words and look at where and who they are coming from. When I do this I realize that the people who try to give me advice or criticize me do not live the lifestyle that I want to live and they never will. I can’t take advice from people like that. I just can’t. How can you teach me how to be like you when I have no desire to be like you? I don’t define my success or happiness in the way that you do. Sorry.
So when I go to my friends and I am in a precarious situation ~sigh~ Thank God they don’t trip. They just listen, rationalize and we go from there. It helps me so much because I’m not emotional when it comes to lack of finances or resources, that doesn’t make me upset, and when I talk to them they aren’t emotional either which helps me to remain calm and faithful.
This isn’t coming out right. For the past few days I have really wanted to thank my friends for just…being supportive and continuing to encourage me even though none of them would EVA make the decisions that I make.
I am so blessed to have them. I really am.
Like Ryan says, “95% of the world makes decisions in the same way, out of fear. They do everything the safe way. You are different, that’s why your life will be different. You’re a 5 percenter. Don’t be like the rest of them, ignore them. You’re going to get where you’re going.”
I believe that, although on the real I have no idea where the fuck I’m headed anymore. I’m just trying to survive.
But honestly, no matter what anyone says, I am still not afraid.