I know I'm unloveable
You don't have to tell me
Oh, message received
Loud and clear
Unloveable - The Smiths
Okay, so I know it's hard to believe I am happy when I'm quoting "Unloveable" by the Smiths, but really, I am.
Sometimes you have to do things for yourself that aren't pleasant, and that piss other people off, but that you know, in the end, are the right thing to do. Because if you don't do them, you will keep getting beat up over and over by people who don't seem to care about how their actions affect anyone else but themselves. And in my new spirit of motivation, I am going to continue to do things that benefit ME, for a change. I am going to do what I want to do, and if someone treats me like shit, then they can just piss off.
On a COMPLETELY different tangent. Julian calls the cats my "familiars", and last night, lying in bed, suddenly I started to see how each of them reflected a different facet of my personality. Scooter is standoffish, stressed, and prissy, expecting to be treated like a prince. Piglet is tough, pushy, and selfish. Sid is independent, yet also intensely attached to me, and only me. Oliver is in his own little world. Sebastian is a snuggler, 100% of the time. Unless he's running around insanely. The thing is, all of them are incredibly loving, loyal, and involved with one another. Like me.
So maybe they are my familiars. Also, less than two days to LASIK. EEP!
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