I’ve been wanting to share more of a good mix of my life and what I am doing on this blog. Remember the days when we used to just write and write on blogs without a care and then we’d post it? I think I’m going to try to find a balance between that and the more formalized copy written style of blogging that I do now too. This is my first installment of such said post. I’d love to know what the things “you will never” do if you feel free to share 🙂 .
I WILL NEVER…
- like the smell of coffee.
The smell of black coffee actually makes my stomach kind of flip. The smell is too strong for me.
- understand the comments people put on Facebook/ Youtube/ other public forums online.
What hole do these people crawl out of and would they really treat people like this in person? Have people lost the ability to have logical/provoking comments without being a straight out troll?
- dance in public.
I hate dancing. I am awful at it. I have no moves beyond being able to do the worm.
- eat chunky tomatoes.
The texture of chunky tomatoes has made me gag since I was a child. If someone is serving me food, I just politely move them to the side. However, if I look at them too much, it makes me gag. I also have a hard time eating a lot of mushy fruit with the same texture. I was able to eat fresh pineapple for the first time as an adult a few years ago and decided I could do it.
- talk poorly about mental health treatment.
The stigma behind mental health treatment is really astounding. Therapy and medication are both really good and I can honestly say that everyone would benefit from therapy; I have a big issue with people having an issue with either.
- shop at the large Walmart Super Center stores by choice.
I don’t hate Walmart, I just can’t have that many options for purchasing. My goal when I go to the grocery store is to get in and out as fast (and as inexpensively) as humanly possible. When we do go to the big Walmart, my husband always drives.
- sell multilevel marketing products.
I buy lipstick from friends and I’ve bought other products, but I just don’t have the drive to sell people stuff anymore. Also, honestly? Every time someone adds me on Facebook after years of no contact or they send me a message feigning interest in my life, I automatically lock up because I figure they are going to try to persistently sell me something. Also, change your message to cater to me at least: I am not a Mom!
- understand people who are cruel to those with disabilities.
I taught Special Education for three years and I was really grateful that people were pretty kind to my students. However, in high school, I totally decked a guy for verbally abusing and pushing a young man with severe disabilities.
- wear a two piece swimsuit.
No judgement for those who do, but even when I’ve been thin I have had no desire to show people how blindingly pale I am. Also, my main prerogative in sunny places is to reduce skin damage. I’ll take the beach umbrella, sun hat, and anything that covers up my skin in breathable fabric, please!
- understand people who hate reading.
I always feel so much inner struggle when someone tells me they hate reading. I love reading and I do it constantly. Is it just that they haven’t found something that they love? I try to rationalize all of the reasons why the person might actually enjoy reading, even if it is irrational.
- get how birds can be so ugly when they’re born.
We have a pet bird and he is a lovely and beautiful animal. However, birds as babies look like pre-Jurassic monsters. There is very little seemingly cute qualities there.
- see how people can sleep without a fan on them at night.
I sleep with two blowing on me at every night. I really like the weight of a comforter when I sleep so I suppose it won’t change.
- let my fingernails go without being clipped everyday.
This is weird, I know. I am a recovering fingernail chewer. After starting therapy, I realized I have not chewed on them in months. However, I trim up my fingernails everyday to keep them looking pretty (and they do!).
- stop trying to buy Devin new clothing.
Devin finds it completely pointless to have new clothing if his current ones are still wearable. Wearable for Devin means they can have large visible stains; I do not agree.
- tell you how much my husband has worked after you have told me you miss your husband.
I don’t think most people realize how much Devin really works or has traveled. It is a crazy amount at times, but it doesn’t help me (or you) one bit to tell you my husband is gone more. I’d rather just tell you that I know how you feel and it can be really hard (because it is).
- stop envying people with light arm hair.
I have shaved my arms everyday since I went to college. I’ve had so many people tell me “oh, once the sun hits it enough then it will lighten.” No, it will not. My hair is dark and my skin is translucent in a lot of places. My arm hair will always show up.