I know it’s Wednesday, but I’ll have more pressing things to think about tomorrow. So here’s a little pseudo-#TBT to celebrate me accomplishing a goal I set LAST New Year’s. It’s one I never thought I’d be strong enough to accomplish: taking the space I needed, identifying unhealthy (read: masochistic) behavior, and realizing that even in a friendship, I’m worthy of effort, especially in a friendship that would’ve required effort to survive.
Since I’ve been forced to think about my “accomplishments” over this past year, let’s hear it for progress. And in the new year, let it continue, along with my other accomplishments/goals.
Just in time for #TBT, a friend just posted a list of Kelly Clarkson covers, and it is amazing, but this was obviously the first one I watched. I like the original better, but there’s something to be said for watching it come from a white-girl-angst-ridden blonde with some hips. (Ahem.)
“Hell on Heels” is also delightful. I always think of that song when I’m Olivia-Pope-strutting in heels.
“You’re not going to talk? Fine, I’ll talk. You didn’t handle things right at all. You could’ve talked to me, but you didn’t. And you ended up leaving without saying goodbye, and that’s fine, I get it, but that’s it for me. I’m moving on. So, goodbye… That word sounds really lame and stupid right now, but there it is. Goodbye.”