So, I have realized this week, that I take myself way too seriously. From worrying about what other's think about my outfit to obsessing about relationships, some may say I'm gullible, some may say I'm self obsessed. I think it's a combination of the two. It's part of my worrysome nature I guess, but now that I've realized it I want to be aware of the times when I waste energy and emotions where it's not necessary. When I think about it, this shows how consumed with myself I am, that I think other people are as worried about me as I am. Does that make any sense?
I was talking to Adam about something unrelated, probably lamenting about something as trivial as my face breaking out, when I could just hear my dad sitting me down, and saying "Andrea, don't take yourself so seriously" I had probably gotten upset about a comment somebody made and blown things out of proportion. As a parent, who loved me, he didn't want me to be carrying around this weight of worrying and seriousness at such a young age. It was such a clear memory. I want to ask him about it and ask him why he thinks I worried so much. It may sound crazy, but I want to understand who I was as a child and how it has shaped who I am today. Maybe it will help me grasp who I'm becoming, or maybe I've just read the back of too many self help books.
any thoughts?
ac
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Sounds like you have a very wise father and probably just as amazing of a husband. Their perspective is so valuable when we loose sight of who we really are. Also I am sure Andrea C is going to be just as amazing as Andrea S, you just have to create her and that's the fun part.
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