Friday, January 11, 2013

Being a 2nd Impression Girl

“We judge others instantly by their clothes, their cars, their appearance, their race, their education, their social status. The list is endless. What gets me is that most people decide who another person is before they have even spoken to them. What’s even worse is that these same people decide who someone else is, and don’t even know who they are themselves.” – Ashly Lorenzana

Being single for over a year, a girlfriend of mine asked me to set her up with one of my guy friends. After narrowing down a guy that could potential be a good fit for her, a friend of our commented that she wasn't sure if she was his type, to which my friend said, “We’ll see, ‘cause I’m a 2nd or 3rd impression kind of girl.” This got me thinking. All my life, I've wanted to be a 1st impression girl, the type who attracts the boys at first glance. I looked around at my girlfriends in fancy clothes and make-up on and thought, “Crap!” Not as if I didn't already know it, but I am definitely a 2nd, 3rd, or even 4th impression kind of girl. I’m not grotesque or anything, but I feel like I’m the kind of girl a guy needs to get to know before he can feel truly attracted. At first, this realization got me down, but then I realized something, there is nothing wrong with that!

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

No Lip Service - How to Really Forgive


“Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.” – Mark Twain

We've all been hurt at one point or another. At several points in our lives we will lie awake at night seething with hurt and hatred, thinking of ways to get even. We've all mentally killed the people who've hurt us over and over again, but the problem with it all is that they’re just so tiring. We’re already down from the hurt, and the reliving of the pain, the resentment, the regret, and the unforgiveness is just so draining. It’s like a poison that eats away at our insides until we are left empty shells of who we ever were. How can we forgive someone who’s hurt us so much? How can we let go of the insurmountable pain we feel raging at our very cores? How can you even begin?