College Happenings

One of my friends told me that Drummond’s are hard to deal with, we’re lucky to have friends.  She said you have to have a backbone to be able to hang out with us.

Maybe she’s right.   

I am so thankful for my man.  I think I am lucky to have someone so perfect for me.  I am glad that he loves me just as I am.  He lets me speak from my mind and my heart openly.  He knows who I am.  He knows who I am and he loves me for it.

He understands me like few people do.

Why is it so hard to understand other people.  To be empathetic? 

I guess, I don’t ever really try to be empathetic, but I also don’t try to deliberately hurt peoples feelings.

I think people think I do.  Maybe it is because I am strong willed, and voice my feelings.  Maybe it is because I have boundaries and don’t like to be walked on.

I don’t know.  It is hard to change peoples perspective of  someone once they have an idea in thier head.

It is even harder to walk around worrying about other peoples ideas about you.

So, I am not going to do that. 

I know the people that matter in my life.  My man and my son, my parents and my brothers and my friends, my true, real you know who you are if you are one of them friends.

Everyone else, if you don’t like what you are watching, change the channel.