Like… really really really hard
birdablaze's Life List
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1. allow everyone I meet to make an impression on me
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2. find at least 1 thing a day that makes me happy
1 entry1 person -
3. learn something new every day
1,168 people -
4. hike the appalachian trail
1 cheer1,644 people -
5. really absorb all of the beauty around me in everyday life
1 cheer1 person -
6. identify 100 things that make me happy (besides money)
1 cheer7,145 people -
7. live in NYC for at least a year
7 people -
8. appreciate myself
47 people -
9. lose weight for myself and not those around me
2 cheers1 person -
10. save money
14,682 people -
11. calm down
2 cheers188 people -
12. enjoy my life the way it is instead of worrying about what it could be
2 cheers1 person -
13. go to the Abbey of Lucedio
1 person -
14. live life so i will not be forgotten
5 people -
15. go to the quietest places in america
1 person -
16. kiss a stranger on New Year's Eve
4 people -
17. sit up straighter
4 people -
18. Get a PhD
2,775 people -
19. graduate from college
1 cheer6,106 people -
20. backpack across Europe
824 people -
21. feel beautiful
2 cheers2,054 people -
22. major in sociology
1 cheer2 people -
23. stop feeling inadequate around people that i think are better than me
1 entry . 2 cheers1 person -
24. give my cats the attention they deserve
1 cheer1 person -
25. Be more spontaneous and creative
1 cheer357 people -
26. remember that everyone is different
1 person -
27. raise my children to be wonderful people
2 people -
28. decide what the hell I would like to do with the rest of my life
6,961 people -
29. make the first move
93 people -
30. get a passport and use it
62 people -
31. really listen to people
42 people -
32. Send a postcard to Postsecret
2,841 people -
33. get my favorite lyrics tatooed on the back of my neck
1 person -
34. Visit Vigeland Sculpture Park
1 person -
35. get out of debt
10,994 people -
36. Visit Bjarnarey
1 person
Every moment of my life that I don’t spend in my own head or I don’t spend doing monotonous busy work, I spend thinking about what other people think of me.
Ever since I was a kid, I knew that people didn’t like me. And I knew that it wasn’t just me they didn’t like, it was everyone they didn’t like. And I didn’t like them. We all hate each other and that’s fine with me.
I’m always going to feel like I have to apologize for being me no matter how much self-therapy I administer on an intense and, thankfully, occasional basis.
What’s the point of holding up this perfectly good spot on my list with my… shit.
This is something that I want to try to do for the rest of my life because it’s such a wonderful goal. The best thing about this is at the end of the day I know that there was at least one point that I forgot all of my worries and couldn’t stop smiling.
