Remember the compliments, forget the insults.

compliments

Do you remember the things that people tell you about yourself? Do you only remember the bad things? I find it quite difficult to accept compliments, I don’t really know how to respond to them. I always say thank you but I feel like that’s not enough. Should I repay the compliment? I feel that if I do that I’m going to go overboard and freak the compliment-giver out!

Well I’m trying to remember things that people have said about me that I’ll never forget, I realise that that sentence doesn’t actually make sense…but you get what I mean 🙂

About a year ago I did a similar post to this where I asked some of my friends to tell me my personality traits. One of my friends responses was that I have a hat for every occasion. I’m pretty sure she said some more wonderfully profound things but that one has stuck in my head. I know it’s not a compliment as such but I like it, my hats are important to me because they are part of my personality.

I also remember when I realised that I am stubborn, although I didn’t actually realise it, I was told by a tarot card reader in Amsterdam. She came up to us in a bar and all I can remember her saying is that I am very stubborn. I had never been called stubborn before this, at least not to my knowledge and I wasn’t entirely sure that I was that stubborn. Now I often wonder if I was always stubborn or if her ‘reading’ made me become more stubborn because I then believed I should be. My sub-conscious went ding! Maybe I should try to be less stubborn. Is it stubbornness or is it jut being head-strong? Is there a difference? Do I really care? I don’t care which it is because whichever it is I have that trait and it serves me quite well when it needs to.

The content of this post has kind of gotten away from me. My original point was supposed to be about listening and holding on to the compliments that people give you. They mean them, they’re not going to day them if they don’t mean them are they? Who goes around handing out empty compliments? That’s just weird. Ignore the insults, they usually come from a place of jealousy or insecurity.

 

 

Don’t ever let anyone make you think you’re not good enough. 

Follow your dreams right now! Don’t wait until tomorrow, 

next week, next year. Stop planning, start doing 🙂

‘Blind faith is no way to run a world’ – Victor Stenger Continue reading “Remember the compliments, forget the insults.”

Happy!

I may have a similar post to this somewhere but the things that make us happy can change on a daily basis. The big things will remain the same, such as friends, family, partners, children etc, but the little things will fluctuate. You might discover a new series on Netflix that you love or find a new flavour of syrup for your coffee, it could be anything.

So here I have a, possibly, new list of ten things that make me happy, that I can think of right now.

  1. My pets. Their squishy little faces always cheer me up 🙂

    2. A perfectly made cup of tea. My Grandad’s were the best but Chris’ aren’t too bad 😛

     

    3. Ducks… I don’t need to explain this one. How could this not make you happy!duck

    4. Doggies! Again, what else can I say? I just want to shnuffle his face! Eeeee!!dog

5. Trees. They’re just majestic. (Or ‘leafy’, if you’re a fan of Phoebe Buffay)

6. Reading makes me happy because it relaxes me. It’s an escape from real life.

7. It really makes me happy when my teenage son laughs with me. It’s an enormous achievement just to get him to smile, so laughter is like winning the lottery 🙂

8. Sleeping… sleep

9. Running. As much as the build up to it completely kills me, I do love it when I’m out there.

10. Snow.

 

Don’t ever let anyone make you think you’re not good enough. 

Follow your dreams right now! Don’t wait until tomorrow, 

next week, next year. Stop planning, start doing 🙂

‘Blind faith is no way to run a world’ – Victor Stenger Continue reading “Happy!”

What if…

        Have I spoken to you today? Yesterday? Last week, month, year? Ever? If so, do you even remember the conversation we had? Because I probably will. I won’t remember every conversation and definitely not every word. I’m not Sheldon Cooper. I over analyse all of the interactions I have throughout the day. I stress about them for hours after I’ve had them. I run through the conversations I had with the shop keeper, a fellow driver, the postman, the list goes on. I will pick apart every line until I have made myself out to be … Continue reading What if…