Life’s too short to be taken too seriously!

Take a deep breath, sit back and de-stress for a moment with this hysterical 5 minute video!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q4fPHt0FjEU

Life’s too short so lighten up and enjoy the ride ;-)

To the gentleman (I mean animal) I had the pleasure (I mean misfortune) of talking to this morning, I would like to say thank you kindly for your despicable and totally offensive words as you have made me realise, even more, how good I am at communication.  To the gentleman in question I would like to recommend that you relieve yourself of your obvious stress in an activity of your choice (!), watch this video, and teach yourself what you’re meant to be teaching others!

Note to self: always walk my own talk and never speak to anyone the way I was spoken to this morning.

Response to self: Noted and don’t worry, I never would!

Love is … a living hell

Of course it’s not, Love is incredible.  Yet for some people it’s not, I mean really, love is literally a living hell for them, and because they don’t know any different, they think it will always be that way.  They honestly believe that even though they’re being beaten, that they’re in love.  They honestly believe that even though they lie through their teeth to their partners, that they’re in love. They honestly believe that even though their partner is never ever faithful or even that they’re never ever faithful, that they’re in love. 

I was there, in that relationship where I lived in fear of upsetting my boyfriend. 

I was on tender hooks the whole time and it didn’t matter where we were, he would find a room he could take me into to convince me he was right.  If he couldn’t then I knew I would get it in the car or back at home.   Sometimes it would be physical but most of the time it was mental, abuse is abuse. You see this guy was good; in fact this guy was great at making him feel and look better by putting me down.  If only I could admit he was right on everything then his life would be perfect.  If that meant he had to lock us both in a room for hours, refusing to let me out until I finally agreed with him, then that’s what he would do.   You see tears of pain and sorrow don’t wash with abusers, in fact sometimes I think my tears just made him stronger.

Neither of us valued or loved ourselves enough.  All the while he was forcing me to make him right, forcing me to put him on the pedestal that deep down, he couldn’t put himself on.  All the while I let him beat me down, I let him abuse me and take away my right to an opinion, to a life, a life that, deep down, I didn’t think I deserved.   

“Until you are happy with who you are, you will never be happy with what you have.”  Zig Ziglar

Imagine for a moment that maybe I attracted him into my life to confirm what I felt inside, that I was not worthy, that I didn’t deserve true happiness.  Imagine for a moment that maybe he attracted me into his life so for three and a half years he didn’t have to face up to his own sadness; he could pretend that everything was great.  Imagine that for a moment.

Since then I have learnt my lesson.  I have learnt that I am worthy and I do deserve true happiness.  Since then I have learnt to take responsibility for my own happiness and my own life, and to ask for help when I need it.

Would I let someone treat me that way again? Hell no.

Would I let someone get close to treating me that way again?   If I start to doubt myself, then it’s a possibility. 

If we imagine for a moment that maybe we attract people into our lives that reflect what’s going on inside of us, then of course it’s a possibility.   One thing I’m sure of is as long as I truly love and value myself, I know that others will do the same.

“Dedicate yourself to the good you deserve… Give yourself peace of mind. You deserve to be happy. You deserve delight.”  Mark Victor Hansen

If you’re in a similar situation to this then know that you’re not alone, there is an amazing light at the end of your tunnel, and start to believe in yourself.  Take matters into your own hands, talk to someone and things will start to get easier.  If you don’t have anyone you can speak to then contact me and I will put you in touch with someone who can help you. 

If you know someone who is in a similar situation to this then let them know that you’re there for them when they need you.  Leave your door open for them and when they’re ready they’ll walk through it.

22 Birthdays and still no Birthday girl.

So it’s Mum’s birthday today, she would’ve been 65 years old.  I don’t really know how the party would’ve turned out but I can guarantee she would have had us all dancing like crazy people, probably to a backing track of ‘Bat out of Hell’ by Meatloaf or ‘Simply the Best’ by Tina Turner.

I was 12 years old and my brother was 9 when our Mum lost her fight against Cancer.  If only I’d have known then what I know now about the power of the mind and the inner strength that we all have, maybe I could’ve helped her fight it.  Do I let that plague me?  No.

You see I don’t live in the past thinking about how my life would’ve or could’ve been if she was still alive, that defeats the point of life right?  Instead I live my life with everything I have, to make her proud and make myself proud. 

If Mum enjoyed her steins at Munich Beer Festival then I know she loved my trip to Australia. 

If Mum enjoyed dancing in her living room to Tina Turner then I know she adored my hallway ‘First time, First Love’ Youtube video. 

If Mum enjoyed climbing Snowdonia and being at one with nature then I know she’ll have marvelled at my hike to Machu Picchu in Peru. 

So does all of this make today easier to cope with?  Has time been a good enough healer to keep me strong on her birthday?  To be honest with you no it doesn’t and no it hasn’t.  No matter how strong I am in my life and regardless of my gift to help others be positive and be the best they can be; on the 11^th May I am powerless and probably always will be.