Ok – I have a confession to make -
I’ve always been the good girl. You know, the one who always did what her parents told her to, never lied about where she was going or who she was hanging out with.
Well, 97% of the time, anyway.
That’s not to say I didn’t a have a certain amount of rebelliousness in me or that I was a perfect angel. Because I did and I sure as hell wasn’t! I mean, I smoked, listened to heavy metal and hard rock, hung out with “questionable” friends. Sometimes I got bad grades, skipped classes and told my teachers exactly what I thought.
But I tried hard not to disappoint my parents most of the time. It’s not that I was afraid of them or anything like most of my friends were of their own parents – it’s that I actually liked and respected them. For the most part, the person I aspire to be most like is mom, even still.
However, I think there comes a point in everyone’s life where they have to just be themselves. Even if it’s not the way their parents raised them. Even if it goes against everything they ever learned. Or goes against what their parents and family believes.
For example, my mom hates tattoos. She thinks if god wanted you to have them, you’d have been born with them. And I always just went along with her thoughts. You know, like a good daughter. But the truth is – I LOVE tattoos! And while I don’t have any, yet, I do plan to have a couple. And hopefully soon.
Because there comes a point in life when you have to do what you have to do to be YOU. The REAL you. The you, you are inside. The one that longs to be let out.
Even if it goes against the grain.
And I think I’ve kinda done that here on the blog, too. Sometimes I’ve gone off the beaten path but most of the time, I have kinda stayed right where it was expected of me to stay. Talked about the things people expected me to talk about. Said things the way people expected me to say them.
I’ve been careful with my language. Careful not to rock the boat too much. For fear of losing readers. For fear of being perceived as a “bad girl” or something.
Now, that’s not to say that everything I have written on this blog is false or that I didn’t mean what I’ve said. Because that’s not the case. It’s all true and I absolutely mean it.
But I’ve been wearing 2 hats, so to speak. The Annie who is a polite mom with a little attitude who doesn’t want to offend anyone and the Annie who is an outspoken loudmouth mom who swears now and then.
And trust me when I say the latter is Annie my children and friends see.
So, from this point forward, it’s the one EVERYONE is going to see. This is me and I’m not going to hide it any longer. I’m making peace with myself and letting the real me SHINE.
Because that is what it means to be a Badass Trailblazer. And if I can’t be me here, then what’s the point of writing this blog in the first place?
I love heavy metal and hard rock music, I hate dresses and skirts, I love tattoos and coffee and beer and wine and I prefer jeans and t-shirts. So there ya go!
And I hope you stick around because I love having you here!
Until next time . . . keep blazin’!
PS – Don’t worry – I no longer smoke.
I gave that up about 13 years ago.










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