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    Love me anyways

    By Stories, Uncategorized

      I’m way too sensitive. I hate myself for it. It makes me feel weak. I’m on a roller coaster of depression. I’m 25, with a master’s and I still don’t know what to do with my life. I’m afraid. Afraid of the future and the past.  Almost always. I don’t like change. At all. I don’t want to grow up to be like certain people in my life. But I am afraid I might. I despise selfishness. My desk will be organized but my room will be an utter mess. I’m afraid of getting too close to someone once again. It hurt too much last time. I want to be an utter romantic, which is in my nature, but I am afraid of being awkard at it. I am a damn perfectionist. I am stubborn. Oh so stubborn. I drink more than I should. I’m an introvert who enjoys her peace but wouldn’t mind an extroverted partner to pull me out of my hermit cave. I don’t need to be liked, but it would be nice to not be hated. I want to make a difference in the world but I just dont think I have it in me. I am a lazy achiever. Just love me anyways. 

    Love me anyways

    By Stories, Uncategorized

    I really like this Love me anyways thought initiative and it moves me to read the others posts. We are all worthy of love. I love myself, my family, my friends. I have a cool sister, a kind dad and some terrific friends. I have grown to accept the way I look even though I don´t have perfect skin, and I´m quite hairy, too. I like my body even though I´m not skinny. I´m nowhere near a career, I have no calling, I don´t know what my life purpose is exept to make the most of my time while Im here but I still like my job. Maybe I will find my passion in life, maybe not, I´m not too bothered about it. Life is actually good right now as it is, and I´m exited about what the future holds. I´m happy with my small apartment but sometimes I wish it had a balcony. Then I remind myself to be gratful for the things I do have instead of mourne the things I don´t. It works. I´m 31 years old and single, and have been single for most of my life, and it used to make me sad and I used to believe that I was the only person on earth that no-one could love but now I know that isn´t true and so I don´t worry anymore. I will find somebody sooner or later. I wish I was more intelligent, but at the same time I know have other qualities that feels equaly as important to me: I´m curious, analytic, open minded, friendly, artistic, creative, a thinker. I´m also a bit forgetful, not very tidy, I´m good at starting projects and to say YES to things but not as good at finishing things, I sometimes find it hard to make up my mind, but that´s ok. I have no career but still like my job. I don´t have lots of money but still manage to afford to do fun stuff that doesn´t cost the world. I drink coffee even though it makes me jittery so I know I should stop. I have a tendency to be All-or-nothing and that can be fun sometimes but I try to find a balance in between and its going quite well nowdays. I´m swedish, and I really like to speak english. I am my own best friend, therapist, mother, supporter. I am independent, and maybe a bit too proud of that, and find it hard to ask for help sometimes. Also I don´t like to bother people too much. I try not to take any one for granted and every once in a while I try to let people know they are meaningful to me. I am happy most of the time, content, I have plans for the future but mostly I live in the moment. I enjoy life, and I enjoy my existence, I´m working on “fixing” my less attractive personal traits and I´m doing a great job actually 😀 I accept that it takes time to change. I´m not to hard on myself or others, we all have our own issues to adress and it takes time. I am forgiving towards myself and others, I look at life from the bright side, I am grateful for being me. Love is all around. 

    By Stories, Uncategorized

    I am quiet and shy unless I trust you. I am primally protective of my daughters. I have strong values which I grew from thin air. I believe my darkest most destructive moments have added beauty to my life. I can be judgy. I like it how I like it. I love being around people but it exhausts me. I can feel other peoples feelings. I love to cook. I have way too many skin products. I recognize disfunction more than health. I still believe in love. I am scared to turn 40 this year. I learn experientially. The hard way. I change my mind a lot but am passionate when my mind is made up. I love to work with my hands, but am not a very good gardener. I feel very safe underwater. I want very much to have longterm relationships and an intimate sense of community but I have no idea how. I will NEVER hashtag. Love. Me. Anyways.

    Love me anyways

    By Stories, Uncategorized

    I’m afraid of the future. I can’t stand the feeling of being alone. I have a strange obsession with pineapples. I laugh a little too loud at the wrong times. I buy books I don’t read. I smell like popcorn a little too often. I haven’t found my passion yet and I feel like I never will. 

    Love me anyways

    By Stories, Uncategorized

    lovemeanywaysthoughtinitiative:

    I’m 37 and I miss my mom everyday. Not the person she really was though, the person I believed she was when I was too small to see the truth. Among other things, she was a hoarder. She piled things up until you couldn’t even tell what the shape of the room was that you were standing in. Sometimes I like to make little piles in out of the way places just because it makes me feel close to her. She taught me to find beauty in chaos. #lovemeanyways

    Love me anyways

    By Stories, Uncategorized

    I am a Momma. I like to think i’m clever. I’m overly sarcastic. I can’t help but make people laugh. I am embarrassed of my weight and will stay home for days at a time so I don’t have to see anyone. I am bipolar. I have an extreme anxiety disorder. I can’t leave the house by myself. I was married once. Divorced once. I have tattoos. And purple hair. And I hate that I am judged for that. I like to think of myself as a barefoot, organic eating, wine drinking, hug giving, smile having, hippie. I am 31 but feel like i’m 18. I’m perverted. I cuss. I sing loudly. I make sound effects for everything. My father is my best friend. He makes sound effects for everything too. I have nightmares almost every night. I daydream every chance I get. I flirt. I like compliments, but like giving them more. I don’t like reading, but wish I did. I don’t like running, but wish I did. I drive slow. I like to be tan, but am terrified of cancer. I like to smoke cigarettes, but am terrified of cancer. I cry. I think about dying. A lot. I am spiritual and I pray. I am still not sure who I am praying to, but know it feels good to get it out of my being. I believe in energy. I don’t believe energy dies. I wish I was as courageous as people think I am. I have a resting Bitchy face. People often think I am angry because of it. I am obsessed w/ my dog, she is an English Bull Terrier. She is ruining my life and all of my belongings, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I listen to Janis Joplin every day. I don’t enjoy sharing my space, but don’t know what I’d do w/out my family. I love the rain, but hate the smell of it. I hate the grass but love the smell of it. I am an artist. I am never w/out hot gluesticks and thread. I have a horrible memory and have to leave myself notes every night before bed. Saying i’m “not a morning person”, is an understatement. I hate coffee, and don’t drink caffeine. I have named all of my different personalities. I get along better w/ kids than I do most adults. I hope by my being here, will help someone, somewhere, someday. I could write forever. I apologize a lot and am sorry if this sucked.

    #lovemeanyways

    www.lovemeanyways.com coming  soon.

    Love me anyways

    By Stories, Uncategorized

    I love my guitar but don’t play it enough I love to read books and always have 2 to 3 books on the go. I love my boys and my life partner, I often cry about the death of my mother in private, sometimes I feel isolated and don’t know why. I have vitiligo and don’t enjoy summers. I enjoy doing lead lighting, it’s like a form of meditation. I hate my body and wish I had thicker hair. I don’t open my heart completely. I swear often enough, I pick scabs until they scar and cut my nails to short. I should visit my friends more than I do, I am helpful but never ask for help. I wish I liked myself more, I’m not withdrawn but I’m not out going. I strive for happiness

    #lovemeanyways

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    Love me anyways

    By Stories, Uncategorized

    theangrytherapist:

    I fuck up a lot. I do things the hard way and I say the wrong things. I am
    the guy in the corner and I am the guy who you think could kill everyone in
    the room.  But I hope you love me anyways.

    – JM

    Love the message behind this shirt.

    – Angry

    Get yours HERE.

    Love me anyways

    By Stories, Uncategorized

    I don’t have the perfect skin. I buy books that I don’t read. I am stubborn and impatient. I worry that I won’t marry or have kids. I’m 31 and single. I envy successful people who are younger than me. I am still searching for my passion. I don’t know if I’m on the right path. I care about what other people think about me. I pretend to be strong and confident. I lie about my feelings.

    #lovemeanyways

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