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Here is the dirty little truth my friend:
If you work hard on the things that are important to you,
you will be happy. You will live very well.
Absolutely no one is stopping you.
Are you, at this very moment bound and gagged?
If not, then there is no excuse.
If you are not happy with how your days, and therefore
your life are going then do something about it.
The internet, and this site in particular, are full of
great resources and ideas to help you be your best.
Discipline yourself. You can control the words in your head,
which eventually manifest themselves in to the realities of your life.
If you have bad words in your head,
which will all do from time to time,
drown them out with better words. Funny words,
Words that make you think and hope and dream.
Every day that escapes by without having your best put in it
is a terribly sad loss for you and the people around you.
Often it is easy to fall in to the trap of thinking
ones life is useless, fruitless, insignificant.
Then ask yourself the question: how often has your life
been changed by the smallest, oblivious of actions of another person?
Perhaps today the small bit of goodness you put forth in to
the world will be a catalyst for something greater.
You never know. It is a wonderful life.
Smile, stand up straight, and don't be just
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ARE YOU A YOWLING VAGINA?
It's really easy. Anyone can be one.
Once upon a time, a very short time ago, I was a yowling vagina.
Nothing was my fault. All my unfulfilled dreams, purposes
and wasted life and talent were always somebody else's fault.
Never mine. Usually it way my husbands fault.
He hurt my feelings and damaged my self esteem.
He was undermining and unsupportive in a passive aggressive way.
Before that it was my parents. Sometimes it was my kids fault,
or my evil ovaries, making nasty hormones
course through my body and brain.