On changing of the guard....

Inhibitions are funny things, aren't they? I think for all of us, we have and lose them with a great deal of regularity. The frequency of that change is debatable and probably changes quite a bit, but they come and go nonetheless.

Ten years ago, I was 22 years old. Lord knows, I was markedly less inhibited. I was nigh on crazy, if I'm being totally honest. I made stupid choices (resulting in often-painful consequences) and generally lived life as if every day were my last day on earth. I was silly, reckless, out of control, and more often than not, a pretty horrible person. That said, I was also pretty reserved, as far as my emotions were concerned. I did just about everything I could to keep people from getting in. I had things happen to me in my early 20s that kept me from letting people access who I really was. So while I was outwardly a complete headcase, everything the mattered remained hidden. You don't go through those kinds of things and not wind up a little hardened.

Ten years later, I'm discovering that everything has sort of flipped. I maintain a considerable amount of control over my person (and my wallet, thank God)...well, most of the time. I still have my moments of crazy, but they are just that: moments. It's not a lifestyle anymore. And when it comes to emotions, hard as it may be, I'm a little more apt to let people see all of it...the good, the bad, and (unfortunately) the ugly. I don't know how I could have gotten through the last several months without experiencing some semblance of emotion. I think I probably still have a hardened exterior. It's a select few that get to see the "real" me. I still have a compulsion to maintain a front. I'm working through that and trying to remind myself that perfection, while a nice idea, is unattainable and nobody really likes it anyway. It's the communism of emotions.

Fully experiencing emotion is one of the hardest things I've ever done. I also think that, at some point, it will be one of the most rewarding. Feeling how I feel right now isn't easy. Loneliness, abandonment, and fear are horrible places to be. But I know that the flip side of all of that has to be on the horizon, however far away it might be.

And every morning, I get to look east toward what is, can, and probably will be a beautiful horizon...I just have to move toward it.  

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On dressing the part....

Generally speaking, I avoid dressing how I feel. This is due, in large part, to the fact that I feel exhausted much of the time. If I dressed how I felt, you'd see me bra-less, in a crappy t-shirt, sweatpants, and athletic socks to my knees. It would be ugly. I'd whip my hair up in a sloppy French twist and maybe muster the energy to put on deodorant and mascara. But that would be pushing it.

There's something to be said for dressing the way you WANT to feel. I'll admit it: I've had some really rough days in the past few months. And nothing can start turning that feeling around faster that putting on a great dress and killer heels. That's only the beginning, though. I can't even begin to tell you how great I feel when I buck up and pop contacts in and put on a full face of makeup...we're talking four shades of eye shadow, liquid liner, curled lashes, the works!

I won't ever discount the validity of wallowing in a crappy feeling for a while. Sometimes, it just feels good to be in crappy clothes and not give a rip about how you look or who's judging you for looking that way. Screw 'em. We all deserve to have that day (or those days, because sometimes feeling crappy is a persistent bitch).

But at some point, enough is just enough and it's time to pull myself up and just pretend that I feel better than I actually do, because more often than not, I end up feeling better just by doing that.

So here's to party dresses, fancy heels, make-up, and anything else that makes me feel like a million bucks!

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On needing to feel needy....

If someone asked you, "What's the one thing you need, really NEED, right now?" how would you answer? I think most people would quickly answer with either sleep or money. And really, who doesn't need either or both of those pretty much every day? Sleep is a huge one for me, especially now, given that I'm running on about five hours, and even that wasn't uninterrupted. And money? Well, yeah, I definitely would have liked to win that Mega Millions jackpot...didn't we all? Oh, the places I'd go and things I'd do. If only.

But if we think a little deeper than just the surface of our physical lives, what is it that we really need? For each person, it's going to be a very different answer. Some need determination. Some might need some rest...not sleep, but rest. Some need to be understood while others need understanding. There are plenty of things we all need.

So what do I need right now? The easy answer is "a vacation." I can't even begin to describe how badly I want to get away for a week. Sadly, that just isn't in the cards this year. But what I think I really need is some peace and some understanding....of myself and of others. I have been feeling very lonely the last few days. Generally speaking, I've felt pretty good and mostly normal, but I have moments when the loneliness sets in more heavily than I could have ever expected. It's often so overwhelming that I'm not sure what to do about it. Do I cry? Do I exercise? Do I call my friends? Which friends do I call? Needing something makes me feel needy, which is not the way I ever want to appear, be, or feel. Sometimes my dogs even seem like they don't want to hang out with me. I know it's not true...they just like laying on their bed, which is in the bedroom and not in the living room where I usually hang out alone.

Maybe what I really need is a sense of accomplishment. To know that I started and completed something. Cleaning my house would be a good start. It's not trashed, it's just that there are things that could be cleaner. Like the floors. I should polish those...

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On chilling out...

I'll be the first to admit: there are times in life when I really need to take a chill pill. Wouldn't it be nice if those actually existed? If I could get a bottle of chill pills at the grocery store or, heck, while we're wishing, if I could get a prescription for it, I'd probably be able to manage stress and/or heightened emotions much, much better.

Recently, things around my office have been, shall we say, sheer insanity. At least four times in the last two weeks, I've definitely needed a chill pill. I just needed something to help me calm down and take things one step at a time. I'm usually pretty all right in high stress situations, but every now and again, one gets the best of me. And I've had two of those situations in as many weeks. It's exhausting. It drives me to the point of tears. I hate not knowing what to do when sh*t hits the fan. I'm usually the one that has that kind of stuff under control. Take a wedding I did last summer. I have never, in my life, seen one thing after another go so apocalyptically wrong in one day. But for whatever reason, I knew exactly how to handle each situation as it came along. I was able to see the bigger picture (let's get these crazy kids married) and work some scheduling magic to fit in some pretty key elements for the couple and their parents...all the while, not letting on that I was losing my frickin' mind over making it happen. The father of the bride came up to me during the reception and asked, "How are you so calm?!" There's no easy answer for that, but the truth is, there's no point in me getting worked up. It just makes things worse for the people at a wedding that matter the most (that being, everyone but me).

So why can't I manage the rest of my life the way I can manage wedding madness? Maybe it's because I don't know as much about my day job as I do about weddings. Maybe it's a lot of reasons. And because of that, I desperatelly wish that drug manufacturers would develop a chill pill.

However, there is another thing that certain people (cough cough Todd Newton) would say I need an even bigger chill pill for: Professional sports...especially regarding basketball...even more especially regarding Carmelo Anthony. I'm getting worked up just thinking about it.

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