I started reading old blogs of mine that I had saved and thought I would go ahead and repost this today. Some things never change and for me this is a good reminder of what I have learned.
I have noticed lately I have somehow lost my sense of humor and as with my search for God, I have looked everywhere. (Behind the couch, under the chair, in the dirty clothes hamper)and it's just missing. I called the Local Law Enforcement to see if any was reportedly found, and was told I wasn't going to find something that I had never had, and perhaps they have a point. You will notice however, that although I have lost my sense of humor, I have not lost my want to write. So if this doesn't interest you, get off this blog and move on to another one, I am sure there is a pissing contest stirring in one or another somewhere.
In the last few years, I have been doing a kind of a new What is the meaning of life, more importantly, being the selfish bitch that I am, my life. I have learned a lot by this self examination and in answer for Dr. Phil's famous question, "how is that working out for you Dayna?" It SUCKS!! But the lessons I have learned are many and I will share some of them with you.
I have learned that if I want people to love me I need to love myself. Once that was accomplished, and my credit card was maxed out from all toys I had bought, I realized that the genius who had instructed me on this lesson was not talking about that kind of self love. Who would have thought? 
I have learned that other people's opinions of me is none of my business. People have the right to think or feel how they want to, they don't however have the right to tell me of their opinion of me. Just as I don't have the right to tell them of my opinion of them, regardless of that fact, it's apparent it doesn't stop either of us from expressing those opinions.
I have learned there is a fine line between being a doormat and being a bitch. I can cross over those lines, either way, depending on my mood.
I have learned that when I am wrong, to apologize. What that person does with the apology (i.e. forgive me or tell me to get fucked) is their business, and I have apologized only because I was honest enough with myself to admit that I was wrong, and not for any other reason.
I have learned that true friends will tell me what I need to hear not what I want to hear, although Thank God, some of the time they match. They still remain my friends whether I have disappointed them or not. And manage to love me no matter what....Sometimes its in the form of "I understand Dayna" to "Now step back a minute bitch..you're crossing the line here" But then again only my true friends would dare call me bitch and not expect me to blast them for it. (In all reality, bitch is a family endearment, so it bothers me none.)
I have learned that just because someone doesn't live up to the standards I expect, they might still be living up to the standards that they have set for themselves. Is that wrong? Hell no, more power to them.
I have learned that honesty is a perceived notion, what one person believes is being honest......may be what another person perceives as being a jerk, nasty or dishonest. Are secrets dishonesty in disguise? Are lies of omission dishonest? In fact maybe certain lies are honesty to ourselves. No shit, I honestly believe this sometimes.
I have learned it does not make me feel better to hurt someone's feelings, but sometimes in order to not be a doormat you must. If say for instance, in a blog, someone would say "I think all women are fucking idiots" how will you reply, "Man you really hurt my feelings" or "hey asshole....get fucked"? Personally I usually try for the hey asshole get fucked. (I may have crossed the fine line of doormat to bitch....I do that sometimes....and sometimes I like doing that.) 
I have also found that not all of my friends are going to be friends, and instead of trying to get them to see each others point of view, it would be in my best interest to just let them be who they are. The whole world is not going to get along and it's stupid and irresponsible of me to even think everyone in my own world would get along. (Shit half the time my imaginary friends don't even like each other.......that's not a problem unless they turn on me.)
I have found that shit happens in life, and we can scream and holler and beat our heads against the wall, but it changes nothing. Acceptance is the key. Accept that sometimes shit happens and it won't bother you as much. Sometimes I hate accepting things, and it's not a fact that I have to like it....I just need to accept it. Sometimes I don't fucking want to accept things and then the struggle begins, finally I just use the the shortened Serenity Prayer (for those who don't know what the Serenity Prayer is..........God grand me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference......the shortened version is FUCK IT!!)
Life is what it is. You cannot change the past, you can work on the present and you can plan for the future. But when it all comes down to it, its beyond anyone's control and it will be what it is meant to be.
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