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Who’s Debbie?
Let me introduce myself…Â
I’m the girl people didn’t really pay attention to in school, I was the loner, the kid in the back of the class who kept hr head down, but did well.Â
I’m the kid who followed the advice of those around her; the adults, the well-wishers, the people who “knew best” on how to guide her through life (or so she believed at the time…)Â
I towed the line and did what I was meant to for the most part, except I felt the cracks forming from halfway through college. It didn’t feel “right”, I felt like there was more to life that I was being held back from, I pushed through for years (because that’s what you do) until I hit rock bottom.Â
I crashed, I burned out, almost killed myself because I couldn’t figure out what to do anymore, I’d done all I’d been told to do well and be happy… so why was I so fucking miserable all the time and feeling like a complete failure?Â
Because I was trying to live my life on someone (everyone) else’s terms…Â
Well, no more.Â
So here I am.Â
Sharing with you my differences; the thought patterns and feelings that I should have followed all along.Â
It’s never too late to make that choice.
Wanna join me? Keep reading…
Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do
People always say that to me. It’s like a warning. Oh Please, I spend my life doing things you wouldn’t do! It's a warning to behave myself. Act according to their definition of how life should be led. Not one thing about the way they live their life appeals to me....
You gotta let go sometime
It’s safe, right? Holding onto the safety net. The rope that balances you, keeps you steady… catches you when you fall. It’s safe Its safe to stay where you are so things don’t get messed up Its safe to keep doing the same things on repeat because you know the outcome...
Only self-deprecating people are good people…
“Really, I’m not that good.” “It’s just a fluke… “ “No, really, you’re better than me! “ “Don’t be silly, you’re amazing. “ “You’re so much better at it than me! “ “Oh my gosh, no, please, stop… “ No, really, please STOP!!!! For the love of all things lovable, STOP...
It’s not (just) you, It’s me (too)
Do you ever notice that you constantly compare yourself to whoever's nearby? It's not just you, it's me too... in fact, it's a lot of us - the majority of us. We look at those we know, the people we meet, we figure out how old they are, look at what they're doing and...
Hey, I just got your last letter…
Please stop being boring as hell. That’s not you, that’s not how you talk, and starting with the same thing every time just makes it feel like I’m talking to a stranger every time, and I don’t like it. Be you, yeah? You know, that crazy thing you do where I call...
Millionaires don’t have a million in the bank
It’s something I’ve known for, well, ever… but it only recently made sense to me on a conscious level. Millionaires DON’T have a million in the bank. Well, not always. (Some of them definitely, probably do) It’s in investments, properties, stocks, shares etc… not just...
You need to show up as your best self.
What absolute, utter bullshit. There's a belief that people can and should only show up as their "best self" It came along with the filters and comparisonitis and all the other shit of being online 24/7. When we started living for likes, and reactions and followers....
It sucks being “THAT Mum”
You know that MumThat mum that has to say no, rather than chooses to. It sucks being that mum. The one who uses "because I said so" as the reason behind the noEven the kids know it's bullshit. That's why they keep asking, keep pressing, keep pushing for that thing....
When did you give up on life?
"When did you give up on life?" Not you, me… well, yeah, you too. When did you give up on life?? It's a confronting question. Especially when it's asked by one of your closest lifelong friends over coffee stood in your kitchen. But if they're not gonna ask it, then...
I hate London!
I've been to London a grand total of 4 times. The first I was very young and went on a coach trip to see Grease with Shane Richie as Danny Zuko, I loved it, I grew up watching Grease thanks to my Mum, so it was great fun to see it on the stage - I still have the...
Sex, Drugs and Alcohol
The trifecta of self-destruction Not my usual topic, but something that's been on my mind for a while. Getting high is like the new equivalent of smoking was back in high school - all the kids are doing it, and if you're not you're a loser. Well, I'm happy to be a...
I can’t put it into words right now…
There are things people say about me, say to me in some cases, and at one point in time, they might have hurt me. But not anymore. See, what people say about me, to me, people like me, is more a reflection of themselves. I've learned that. It's more to do with their...
Stepping up and boomboxes
There's a difference between standing there holding up your boombox and steppin up! We've all seen it, or heard it at one point or another "I'm ready when you are" "I'll wait for you until you're ready" "I'm not going anywhere" Sometimes accompanied by a GIF of John...
I forgot who I damn well was
I went and forgot who I damn well was. Who I damn well AM. Y'know how I know that? Because I've been quiet; holding back, not saying things for fear of offending, or upsetting someone. Allowing them to believe that they're superior, or have the upper hand in some...
A shoutout to the Outcasts… it’s not you, it’s them! (maybe a little bit you)
To the rebels, the weirdos, the freaks the losers. The outcasts, loners, and misunderstood The kids who couldn’t follow the rules, not because they were rule-breakers, but because the rules SUCKED! This is for you. You’re all of those things, and you’re none of those...