Skip to main content

Complimenting...


A new hair color, a cute french styled outfit complete with big square earnings and rich red lipstick can make for a content Paige. I don't dress to impress. I don't look nice for none other than myself (And the "bae") and boy does it feel good to feel good. I left the house feeling pretty satisfied with life. This content turned to feeling overjoyed because not only will it be 87 degrees today (compared to the 100 degrees it's been) which means its finally cooling down, but a nice gentleman told me I was very pretty. This simple compliment made me feel good about myself, coming from a complete stranger. Javier was his name, middle aged and interested in buying paint.

Yes, people tell me I'm pretty all the time. The "special guy in my life," my mom, relatives, friends... and although it means a lot to me and I believe that they think as such, somehow I feel extra special when a stranger says it. Subconsciously I think its because people close to me should be required to be nice whereas strangers have no obligation.

Growing up I made it a goal to compliment people every time I went out of the house. "I like your dress" "I like your hair" "You are very beautiful"... the compliments go on and on. Even now, at 18, (OH MY GOSH I'M TURNING 19 IN 10 DAYS!) I still give at least one compliment a day. SO I say to you now, when you think someone looks nice or you like something they have, don't just stare! Tell them! It will make that person feel even better! I know it makes me feel better.
Labels:

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Curve Ball

Back in July, life threw a curveball and I wound up pregnant, quite surprisingly, again. You know when society (and the box it comes in) says the morning after pill works as long as you take it within 72 hours? Well, I took it 12 hours later and it didn’t work. I thought I was being responsible for preventing pregnancy and it turns out life had other plans, and that’s okay. But those of you who would implode if they got pregnant, NEVER use plan B/ the morning after pill. I did some research and found if you ovulate within that window before you take the pill, it essentially becomes ineffective if there are some strong swimmers in there. So $40 later that tiny little thing was pointless. I was about 4 weeks along the process when I figured out what was happening. My period was late, which it had been for the last 5 months due to stress I presume, but something inside me said it wasn’t just a late period. I had an old test lying around. It was about 6am and I decided to take it before my
1 comment
Read more

Side Effects From The Pill

Just a heads up, this post is going to be personal... And this photo accurately sums up how I feel about the pill.  I started taking the pill around 16 years old to regulate my periods. Since then, I have taken it on and off for the last 6 years. Each time, it has had a pretty negative impact. They tell you it takes 3 months to adjust and though this might be true, I am 100% certain some of us will never adjust, take myself for example, after being on the pill for 7 months this go around.  "Are you taking it at the same time every day?" YES. I have an alarm set. Now that that is answered, lets move along.  Here are some side effects I experienced from taking the pill and how they have changed in the 3 weeks I have been off of it.  1. Extreme depression, mood swings, lots of crying. I had days where I literally did not want to live. All I could do was sit on the couch and hate my life, wanting to end it. This might sound extreme but every bit is true. Si
Post a Comment
Read more

To The Person Who Stole My Phone...

To the person who stole my phone: That little girl on the screensaver is my daughter, she’s two and a half. I work from home, a majority from my phone so I can raise her myself and not send her to daycare. I wake up early and work before she wakes up, I work during her naps and after she goes to sleep at night. I don’t have a college education. I don’t have a fancy car and I have the cheapest line of cell phone service from Walmart.  When you took my phone I lost photos of my daughter and important notes. I lost client information, phone numbers and photo content. What you gave me? Optimism. It could have been worse. You could have stolen my laptop, which has missing keys from my daughter picking them off. You could have stolen my car, which would prevent me from driving to the post office and UPS nearly every day for one of my clients.  Believe me, I know life can be hard and frankly I am sorry that yours has gotten to the point where you have to steal someone's phone. A
Post a Comment
Read more