I decided to try this whole blog thing. I have a million thoughts and ideas, but when it comes down to it, I have no clue where to even start. I worry if I will be insightful, funny, or the least bit interesting to those who decide to throw me a bone and read my brain.
I think I'll start by introducing myself. I'm Emily, a 34 year old single girl, trying to stay above water in this thing called life. I'm working two jobs and attempting to get my Masters. My anxiety and neuroticism have given me an ulcer and if I was given the opportunity to sleep for a week straight, I wouldn't hesitate.
I'm painfully in love with a guy who will never give me what I need or deserve, and I ruined it with a guy who could've potentially given me the world. I receive daily lectures from friends (happy in relationships, might I add) who seem to think they know what's best for me, and most of the time I want to tell them to shove it.
I'm insecure, needy, caring, silly, ridiculous, and stupidly forgiving. I love with my entire heart, and feel every emotion with all of me. I'm known to cry at the drop of a hat, and then start giggling the same time. Feelings make me uncomfortable and standing up for myself is almost unbearable. I have crazy, hilarious things happen to me all the time and I hear 'Oh, Emily' at least three times a day.
This is me in a nutshell, and I hope I can keep your attention and make you laugh with my thoughts and stories.
