A to Z of Advice

I’m not too proud to admit I turned to the internet for inspiration this week. It’s not that I don’t have my own ideas or experiences to chat about but sometimes it’s good to branch out a little and take your lead from someone else. Hence this little bad boy, which was actually fun to fill in. I found it via a blog called A Grande Life. Continue reading “A to Z of Advice”

Bite Your Tongue

43e39040You know how I feel about picking your fucks

You know that try as I might I am not your average ‘No Fucks Given’ kinda person. It’s a crying shame and I wish I was more inclined to think that way, however, I am already starting to give too much of a fuck about not being that person so I will stop now. Step away from the fucks.

This weekend I was full of angst for no real or good reason (life) but I talked it through with my lovely mum and she said “Bite your tongue for now, if it isn’t worth it” – and you know what – it isn’t worth it.

It’s not worth it to be shredding myself up from the inside out because I don’t know what’s going to happen in the future (the economy, the government, the Kardashian/Swift feud).

I might not be fulfilling the secret ambitions I don’t even know I have and I might be freaking out about turning 40 but I can’t do anything about it. Time turns and I will be that age soon and then way beyond it, whether I like it or not.

I may turn into a troll with a wrinkly neck and I may get fatter, I may get thinner and I may lose friends and make friends and lose jobs and save money and spend it all again. And I may sometimes lie awake at night and wonder if all I have is built like a house of cards, destined to all come toppling down with the faintest wisp of breath. Or that I will upset someone or hurt them or dismiss them accidentally and lose them forever. I will be loved and disliked and I can’t control every person I meet and it doesn’t matter anyway, does it?

So here’s to biting your tongue if it isn’t worth it.

Here’s to respecting the love and friendship we have and enjoying life as much as is humanly possible. The world may crumble around us but we still have so much good to really give a fuck about, to really yell about. In those moments, never bite your tongue, shout your joy from the highest window, as often as you can. Fight for what is right and true in your heart and use up those fucks, flap that tongue then – but only then.

Thanks Mum ❤

Notes on a Weekend Visit

1Much as sometimes it knocks my nose out of joint, I pretty much always come around to my mother’s way of thinking. I spoke to her at the weekend about a situation that had wounded me greatly and she listened and, at the end, simply said “You’re too sensitive”.

I didn’t like it very much. In a way it makes me feel like a child again to be told I’m overacting but sure enough, as my outrage dissolved, I realised that she was right.

It is frightening and also comforting to know that even though you believe you are a complex soul, and maybe you are, there are people around who know you as well as you know yourself. If not better as they get a load of you after you’ve been alone, wrestling with your issues for way too long.

So, thanks to PM, the woman who bore me, I have calmed down on the petty freeze out I had planned and I’ve forgiven the person who wronged me. Just like that.

Who needs God when you have the Wisest Woman in the Western World on speed dial (when she remembers to keep her phone on)?