Hi. My name’s Amanda. This post is brought to you by my friend Corona*, which has been sitting in my fridge since my sister visited…. uh, in December? And tonight, I had 152 calories left, so I pretty much just threw caution to the wind and decided to have a beer.
Because I’m awesome.
You know what else I am? Needy. You know who knows I’m needy? Anyone I’ve ever interacted with. You know when I’m not needy? When I decide I hate people and want to do everything myself. You know when that stops? When someone becomes interested in me, and I let myself become hooked (see yesterday’s post).
Why does this happen? Well, Beattie says that this pattern is a matter of unfinished business. Somewhere, needs were unmet. Somehow, we convinced ourselves that we were unlovable. Wa waaaah.
Well then. All I have to say is, STFU unfinished business. Figure yourself out, unmet needs. You’re loveable (HOLLA!), goddamnit.
(Can we put this on a poster?)
*Lest you believe that I am a lightweight, I assure you that if I was d-runk I would not be able to type very well. But, even the mention of alcohol is an excuse to be halfhearted. Truth be told, this is a sore subject for me and I’m not truly ready to deal. All is easier said (or written) than done. Hopefully, someday, I’ll believe myself. Until then, have yourselves a merry little cocktail.