become a better, stronger person

1. accept your positive and negative charateristics: Nobody is perfect, there will always be somebody who has more or is better looking than you, do you really want to spend your whole life chasing after sombody else?

2. Accept the positive and negative characteristics of OTHER poeple: you will never be happy unless you accept poeple for who they are, WE CANNOT CONTROL OTHERS. The more we try, the more unhappy we will be because we will inevitably fail at that.

3. listen atentively when others speak:A better communication creates a better interaction and connection. the more connected you are with others you respect and admire, the happier you will feel.

4. withhold judgement and try to look at other poeples point of view: judgement is not for that of the perciever, it is for those who are the ingorant.

5. Learn from negative experiences:
we must move on! Learn from mistakes and use these tools to aide you in your next big decision or relationship.

Today is the same pretty much. i read these entries from other poeple and see that I am DEFINATELY not the only one going through this. but basically I just don’t want to go through it, I see so many of my freinds go in and out of hard times and they seem so much mroe together than I am. I get all emotional and think I can’t make it to the end- when I am just being a fucking pity party. i bet I am going to look back at this and think I am pretty pathetic soon.
eeww. that’s pretty sad

Its seems like people who have lived three times as long as I have still don’t care about improvement. I was a psychology major in college and when I graduated and started working with adults I realized that no matter what age you are – it deosn’t mean you know what you are talking about. i came to the conclusion that i dont want to be that way. NO WAY IN HELL. And yet I keep coming to a stop in the road that prevents me from knowing what the hell or how to become a better, stronger, more reliable and mature person. if I was stronger I wouldn’re care if my friends were mad at me for no reason, I could leave the man who brings my spirit down, I could look and feel the way I want to. But I keep failing, and maybe that is what life is all about. Falling and getting back up, I just really really hate the getting back up part. Pathetic, but at least I know I want to try.