The Truth and It's Counterpart

I'm coming out. About it all. I haven't been completely honest with you and I think you deserve to know the truth. So here it is.

I swear. Literally, I do. Like in my head, and when I drive. I say bad words. A lot of the time it's in my head but sometimes it's not. I don't think I'm going to try as much to censor my language. Because I think God still loves me.

I can't be your best friend. Not because I don't like you, but because I am bad at it. I don't answer my phone, always text back or comment on your status updates or blogs. I am unreliable (not because I want to be, but because life requires it) and I value dependableness. I don't committ even though I'd like to. I'll always make plans but can't promise to keep them (again, even though I want to!). I want to be your bff but those are things I will never be great at. And if you can accept that, than yay. Let's keep on, keepin on.

There's nothing that irritates me more, than people with bad manners. I really hate when you chew loudly, or fart while we are having a serious conversation. I don't like when you say stupid things about people you know nothing about.

I hate sharing money. Isn't that lame? I will give you ANYTHING you need. But please, don't ask me for money. You can have my clothes, my car, my eggs, my uterus (or kidneys), but please, don't beg for dolla bills. Mostly because I am the one doing the begging. Contradictory right? Speaking of which, I need to give an experience.

David and I went to his parents house last night to get the money he earned by washing cans earlier in the day. We needed that money to pay our water bill. They gave us more than he earned. We tried not to take it while in our heads we were desperate for it. I probably seemed rude at the time because I honestly didn't know what to say. I am overwhelmed with the charity of others. With how people (not me) can give with NO expectation of anything in return.

But for real. I really will give you all the money I have if you need it. I promise. And don't be afraid to ask.

I am going to be more honest from now on. Even on this blog. I plan to use it as a resting place for my thoughts, to gather stories on my memoir.  I hope you will buy it. And if you do, I will sign a copy for you.

Thanks for listening. I appreciate you for who you are. It's REALLY true.


  1. ha ha you make me laugh....confession, I jsut swore less th en 30 min ago. Kind of early to be swaring right? Well not if you have to get up at the crack of dawn to drive your husband to work so you can save gas, and leave for vacation later in the day. Well my too tired self ran into our garage, made a huge scratch in my car. I wanted to cry, but I think I was too tired to. I did sware though. I sware a lot in my head too. PS can I have some money to fix my car and garage???

  2. I love you and your honesty! Can I be your friend sometimes, even if I don't give you money?