Speak Up

As you all know, I see my therapist every week.  Her name is Lori and she is awesome.  Not only a great listener, Lori offers great advice on how to handle/better equip oneself for life's sticky situations.  Also, Lori has candy in her office at all times.  Bonus feature.

Today in therapy Lori and I talked about speaking up and telling people how I feel.  Being a Libra (which is symbolized by the scales), I am absolutely conflicted by my "two sides."  In most cases, I have no problem telling people how I feel.  There are however, in certain cases...... delicate cases...... where I find myself sitting mum.  Not good. 

I am no longer going to apologize for who I am or what I stand for.  It has taken me a long time to get here..... 32 years of life experience has made me opinionated, strong and non-apologetic when it comes to certain issues.  I will never apologize for defending gay rights, the pro-choice vote, defending a family member (including my husband, friends, siblings and parents) or "doing the right thing."  I am not the person to sit by idle when someone is getting picked on..... when a dog is running stray in the neighborhood...... basically, the situations seen on "What Would You Do?"

Furthermore, I will not apologize to people who I have repeatedly extended myself to and received NOTHING in return.  Sorry doesn't exist in my vocab for people that are constantly stirring up trouble in my "circle."  Yes, I will always TRY and be diplomatic, extending a polite hello however, I will no longer be politically correct to those that really deserve my foot in their ass.

Moving on, its week 38 in the uterus.  Baby Willis is lacking space within, so I think.... HOPE.... that he is planning his exit strategy.  I'm super anxious to meet baby and see what he looks like....  I really, really want him to have my blue eyes with Chris' dark hair and LONG Mr. Snuffaluppagus eyelashes.  Additionally, if baby had Chris' cool and calm demeanor.... that would be a bonus.