I received the following email this morning and I feel compelled to share it. First, it made me laugh. At myself. Much needed. Second, it was a kick in the pants, which was also much needed. Third, it’s from an old family friend whom I’ve recently gotten back in touch with. She regularly reads my blog and has shared things with me that have helped me to see my parents for what they were– perfectly flawed human beings with their own demons. I cannot express how much gratitude I have for her.
For anonymity’s sake, I will not share her name or any identifying information. What I was say about her is that she was someone my parents adored and treasured. My dad always smiled more when she was around; my mom funnier than usual. I have super fond memories of time spent with her and some hilarious photos to prove it.
So, dear family friend, thank you for sharing, for writing, and for the tough love, Massachusetts style. I love you!
OK. Tough Love.
I “get” the pain and angst of battling demons and dealing with issues in your thirties. Life is fucking hard. It’s still hard work.
Change the nature of your blog. It’s keeping you in the mode of “A neurotic Alcoholic in Recovery.” Try something with a positive constructive theme more along the lines of “smart young woman kicking ass to become who she wants to be.” You’re anchored by the phase that was once appropriate, but you’ve clearly outgrown it. Do a new blog. Get a new photo, new title; move the old one out and move on.
It’s simple, but not easy.
I soooo want you to succeed, achieve, get past your demons, and be happy with YOURSELF!!
Love and hugs.