Anything he can do I can do better...

I find it funny that all it takes for me to remember how much I like to blog is to read the boyfriend's. Figures.

I found out yesterday that apparently I frustrate people. For one of the first times in my life I feel confident enough to seay that if you don't like me it's 100% ok. I don't have one problem with that. I've decided that no one is worth me changing who I am to make them happy. I am who I am, and that's who God made me to be. Of course I'm a work in progress and am constantly changing, but there is a difference between changing for people and changing in general. What's the point in pretending I am someone I'm not so that someone will like me? Chances are they won't like who I'm trying to be either. Then again, who am I to say that I won't change for anyone? I changed this week for Dan. It was important to him that I plan things more in advance than I wanted to, but I decided I would do ask he asked first of all as a way to serve him and second of all because I probably should have done it in the first place. Did it change the world? Not in the least. It did, however, prevent what probably would have been a disagreement.

What is it about human nature that makes (some of) us feel as though we aren't good enough? Some of the leading psychologists have made observations about generational changes that begin with my generation, such as the shift from a focus on the family to a focus on the child. No wonder so many parents are on anti-depressant drugs and in counseling while so many of their kids have heads so large that they must have permanent neck aches. Too bad I was about a day late and a dollar short for the child focus era. Instead, my pride rears its ugly head by saying "You'll like me the way I am or you won't like me because there's no way I'll change for you." Maybe one day...