Here’s the thing about my blog lately… when I gather my true feelings over something over the period of a few days/weeks (like moving), I get to the point where I write a somewhat coherent blog post about it. That blog post is typically, really fucking depressing – you’re welcome. However, after I write it (usually during many tears) it’s like a switch flips and I’m back to being a somewhat functional human being.
And people say I need a therapist! 🙂
This is a strange way of opening up my post today, which is about how awesome people are. I used to be a pretty bitter, cynical person. It’s almost like I thought being cynical was cool.
Oh look at me, I’m so jaded… jaded by my troubled life. Yeah, nobody understands me. I should talk bad about popular authors and go watch an obscure TV show. Maybe later if I’m lucky I can roll my eyes at a co-worker for being a plebian, or yell at someone for cutting me off in traffic. People suck. I hate people.
That is perhaps a slight exaggeration. I do still hate Nicolas Sparks though. I will always hate Nicolas Sparks.
I don’t hate people though… not even a little bit. People are amazing.
People continue to mail me sympathy/thinking of you cards, which brighten my mailbox that is otherwise filled with bills and notices. People fly halfway across the country to pack up my kitchen – including individually wrapping a lot of mason jars.
They let me bring junk to sell at their yard sale. They help me move. They hire movers to help even more, which led to perhaps the fastest and most efficient move I’ve ever completed.
People come to visit me, bringing fancy vodka and a no bullshit attitude that makes me feel a lot better. They don’t think I’m lame when all I can handle doing at night is coloring while watching International House Hunters.
They send SPARKLE MONOGRAMS ZOMG and car stickers of my blog logo. As soon as I know what vehicle I’m driving long term, this is going on it!
They pitch in and pull together to help me do something as frivolous as a horse show, just because it’ll give me something fun to do that will make me feel better (PS – I think I’m horse showing this weekend).
They show up to the first night at my new apartment with a bottle of wine and a roll of toilet paper.
People do all these things and more, because people are amazing. They don’t suck. They’re not stupid. We all have our short comings and we all make mistakes, but I’ve never felt so optimistic about my support group and community.
Even just by reading this blog, people show how great they are. Thanks for being one of those people.