Sometimes, all you need is a good writing prompt to get your blog juices flowing. At the same time, a good writing prompt can also make you stare at your computer screen for hours on end because you're overwhelmed with all you want to write about.
I got this great idea from my friend's blog. 30 days of truth. I'll probably combine a few into one post, and I'll write whenever I feel inspired to write about a topic, rather than actually writing 30 posts 30 days in a row. I know, I'm *such* a rule breaker! Any-who.
The writing prompts are:
Day 1: Something you hate about yourself.
Day 2: Something you love about yourself.
Day 3: Something you have to forgive yourself for.
Day 4: Something you have to forgive someone for.
Day 5: Something you hope to do in your life.
Day 6: Something you hope you never have to do.
Day 7: Someone who has made your life worth living for.
Day 8: Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like shit.
Day 9: Someone you didn’t want to let go, but just drifted.
Day 10: Someone you need to let go, or wish you didn’t know.
Day 11: Something people seem to compliment you the most on.
Day 12: Something you never get compliments on.
Day 13: A band or artist that has gotten you through some tough ass days. (write a letter.)
Day 14: A hero that has let you down. (letter)
Day 15: Something or someone you couldn’t live without, because you’ve tried living without it.
Day 16: Someone or something you definitely could live without.
Day 17: A book you’ve read that changed your views on something.
Day 18: Your views on gay marriage.
Day 19: What do you think of religion? Or what do you think of politics?
Day 20: Your views on drugs and alcohol.
Day 21: (scenario) Your best friend is in a car accident and you two got into a fight an hour before. What do you do?
Day 22: Something you wish you hadn’t done in your life.
Day 23: Something you wish you had done in your life.
Day 24: Make a playlist to someone, and explain why you chose all the songs. (Just post the titles and artists and letter)
Day 25: The reason you believe you’re still alive today.
Day 26: Have you ever thought about giving up on life? If so, when and why?
Day 27: What’s the best thing going for you right now?
Day 28: What if you were pregnant or got someone pregnant, what would you do?
Day 29: Something you hope to change about yourself. And why.
Day 30: A letter to yourself: tell yourself EVERYTHING you love about yourself.
I'll start with number 1: Something I hate about myself.
Oh, gosh. I don't hate anything about myself! I think I'm fabulous. Really. Seriously, okay. I am a woman with many faults. Admitting is the first step, right?
"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best." Marilyn Monroe
I hate that I have ZERO patience. I get upset when I'm stuck in traffic, I get short-tempered with my children if they're moving too slowly getting out the door in the mornings, I have no patience when I'm waiting for someone to email or call me back, and I have no patience with basically everything in life. I hate waiting for things to happen. I want what I want now.
I hate that I'm always late for things. Not when I have to be at the airport at 4 a.m. to leave for a vacation - no, I'm never late for that - and I'm never late for a party, other than being fashionably late - but with school, I was always late. Every. Single. Day. So late, in fact, that by grade 12, my homeroom teacher stopped keeping track of my attendance, and would look for me at my locker before first period to tell me the daily announcements. He was a good man. I believe I had 60 lates in one semester alone. My parents, especially my father, would try so hard to wake me up every morning so I could be on time, but to no avail. I was always late.
I hate that I can't get off the bunny hills. When I go skiing, I stick to the easy hills. I feel safe there. I occassionally ski on the moderate hills. Once, I went down a black diamond hill. I was doing great, actually - until my friends decided to tell me that I was on a black diamond hill. I thought it was a moderate hill, you see. Once they told me, I froze. I sat down. I refused to go the rest of the way. I was doing great up until that point. I get scared of new and challenging situations, not only on the ski slopes, but with work, and life in general. Sometimes, I get scared to push myself, to take on that new challenge, to make that necessary change, and to just go for it.
I hate that I have no concept of a dollar. I don't like using cash because it leaves too quickly. No matter how many bills I've got in my wallet, they'll be spent in a day if I can see them. True story. If something is $99, in my mind, it's $90, not $100. If something is $199, to me, it's $100. I round down, always. (I stopped taking math in grade 10 and I never touched a math course in University because numbers scare me!) I can't save. I love to spend. I shop too much.
I hate that I'm not honest with myself. The truth can be so scary. Change is also something I fear. I can pretend, and I can put on a smile, and I can act as if nothing is wrong. This can go on for very long periods of time. I hate this about myself. I wish I was stronger. I wish I was able to say the things I felt without worrying about other people's feelings so much. I usually do whatever it takes to avoid confrontation.
That's it for Day 1. The 'something' I hate about myself turned into 'many things I hate about myself.'
Is there a therapist in the house?
Day 2 should be more fun, if I can find anything to love about myself!
I got this great idea from my friend's blog. 30 days of truth. I'll probably combine a few into one post, and I'll write whenever I feel inspired to write about a topic, rather than actually writing 30 posts 30 days in a row. I know, I'm *such* a rule breaker! Any-who.
The writing prompts are:
Day 1: Something you hate about yourself.
Day 2: Something you love about yourself.
Day 3: Something you have to forgive yourself for.
Day 4: Something you have to forgive someone for.
Day 5: Something you hope to do in your life.
Day 6: Something you hope you never have to do.
Day 7: Someone who has made your life worth living for.
Day 8: Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like shit.
Day 9: Someone you didn’t want to let go, but just drifted.
Day 10: Someone you need to let go, or wish you didn’t know.
Day 11: Something people seem to compliment you the most on.
Day 12: Something you never get compliments on.
Day 13: A band or artist that has gotten you through some tough ass days. (write a letter.)
Day 14: A hero that has let you down. (letter)
Day 15: Something or someone you couldn’t live without, because you’ve tried living without it.
Day 16: Someone or something you definitely could live without.
Day 17: A book you’ve read that changed your views on something.
Day 18: Your views on gay marriage.
Day 19: What do you think of religion? Or what do you think of politics?
Day 20: Your views on drugs and alcohol.
Day 21: (scenario) Your best friend is in a car accident and you two got into a fight an hour before. What do you do?
Day 22: Something you wish you hadn’t done in your life.
Day 23: Something you wish you had done in your life.
Day 24: Make a playlist to someone, and explain why you chose all the songs. (Just post the titles and artists and letter)
Day 25: The reason you believe you’re still alive today.
Day 26: Have you ever thought about giving up on life? If so, when and why?
Day 27: What’s the best thing going for you right now?
Day 28: What if you were pregnant or got someone pregnant, what would you do?
Day 29: Something you hope to change about yourself. And why.
Day 30: A letter to yourself: tell yourself EVERYTHING you love about yourself.
I'll start with number 1: Something I hate about myself.
Oh, gosh. I don't hate anything about myself! I think I'm fabulous. Really. Seriously, okay. I am a woman with many faults. Admitting is the first step, right?
"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best." Marilyn Monroe
I hate that I have ZERO patience. I get upset when I'm stuck in traffic, I get short-tempered with my children if they're moving too slowly getting out the door in the mornings, I have no patience when I'm waiting for someone to email or call me back, and I have no patience with basically everything in life. I hate waiting for things to happen. I want what I want now.
I hate that I'm always late for things. Not when I have to be at the airport at 4 a.m. to leave for a vacation - no, I'm never late for that - and I'm never late for a party, other than being fashionably late - but with school, I was always late. Every. Single. Day. So late, in fact, that by grade 12, my homeroom teacher stopped keeping track of my attendance, and would look for me at my locker before first period to tell me the daily announcements. He was a good man. I believe I had 60 lates in one semester alone. My parents, especially my father, would try so hard to wake me up every morning so I could be on time, but to no avail. I was always late.
I hate that I can't get off the bunny hills. When I go skiing, I stick to the easy hills. I feel safe there. I occassionally ski on the moderate hills. Once, I went down a black diamond hill. I was doing great, actually - until my friends decided to tell me that I was on a black diamond hill. I thought it was a moderate hill, you see. Once they told me, I froze. I sat down. I refused to go the rest of the way. I was doing great up until that point. I get scared of new and challenging situations, not only on the ski slopes, but with work, and life in general. Sometimes, I get scared to push myself, to take on that new challenge, to make that necessary change, and to just go for it.
I hate that I have no concept of a dollar. I don't like using cash because it leaves too quickly. No matter how many bills I've got in my wallet, they'll be spent in a day if I can see them. True story. If something is $99, in my mind, it's $90, not $100. If something is $199, to me, it's $100. I round down, always. (I stopped taking math in grade 10 and I never touched a math course in University because numbers scare me!) I can't save. I love to spend. I shop too much.
I hate that I'm not honest with myself. The truth can be so scary. Change is also something I fear. I can pretend, and I can put on a smile, and I can act as if nothing is wrong. This can go on for very long periods of time. I hate this about myself. I wish I was stronger. I wish I was able to say the things I felt without worrying about other people's feelings so much. I usually do whatever it takes to avoid confrontation.
That's it for Day 1. The 'something' I hate about myself turned into 'many things I hate about myself.'
Is there a therapist in the house?
Day 2 should be more fun, if I can find anything to love about myself!
Comments
It sounds like you're being more honest with yourself, even just by writing this post, so that's a good step!
Somewhere along the line I learned that if your early, your on time, if your on time then your late, and if you late, then your really late. However, it is so hard to walk out the door in the morning when Madaline is asking for another set of hugs & kisses or for a few minutes to show me something she's put together. As a result, I can't remember the last time I made it to work on time. But, I am getting better about it.
And weren't you supposed to just pick ONE thing? ;-P
I'm totally impatient too. I always thought that having kids would help me correct that and teach me patience, but nope. :)
And yes, you are totally fabulous! xoxo
You know - if you ever asked me if I tend to be late, I would say no. But when it comes to my kids and school/appointments, I'm the WORST. I feel like every morning has the same script: get everything ready, get everyone dressed, get busy with something only vaguely important and then suddenly, "OH MY GOD! The bus will be here in five seconds! Put on your shoes, put on your jacket, put on your backpack, hurry hurry hurry, PUT ON YOUR SHOES! We're late! GO GO GO!" I go from lazy Sunday morning mom to drill seargant in the blink of an eye. My children must think I'm bipolar.
Totally totally totally relate to #1 - I find that I'm one of the least patient people I know. And I recognize that I am ... yet I still can't change it. I bark, I snap, I want it done NOW. Actually, I probably wanted it done yesterday. :)