From behind enemy lines..

I just want to be a princess. Is that really too much to ask?

Marry me, Prince Harry? <3

I am a Christian.
I am a strong student.
I am an athlete.
I am a daughter.
I am a sister.
I am a reader.
I am an over-indulger.
I am a pessimist.
I am a fighter.
I am a cat lover.
I am flawed.
I am heartbroken.
I am emotional.
I am a daydreamer.
I am loud.
I am a fast driver.
I am a hard sleeper.
I am a hopeless romantic.
I am in love with winter.
I am pushy.
I am slow to trust.
I am…me.

Today I watched a movie on Lifetime about a depressed, suicidal boy and girl who met, fell in love, and saved each other.  Annabelle was a beauty queen who had been assaulted by her stepfather.  She went into cardiac arrest when she was crowned at a pageant, and miraculously came back to life on the mortician’s table.  That mortician being Elvis.  She awoke when he kissed her.  Elvis was the son of a hunch-backed mortician who suffered severe brain trauma years earlier. His mother had committed suicide when he was twelve.  Elvis was doing all of his father’s mortician work, unlicensed.  Through running away, jail, and two failed attempts at suicide, their love grew.
It was a truly inspiring story.  I learned that in life, we all suffer.  Bad things happen to each and every one of us.  Some people just hide it better than others.  But, you can’t make those bad things the focal point of your life.  You have to learn to forgive, forget, and move on…that’s the only way you will find happiness.

A Little Bit Stronger by Sara Evans

Woke up late today and I still feel the sting of the pain, but I brushed my teeth anyway. I got dressed through the mess and put a smile on my face.
I got a little bit stronger.

Riding in the car to work, and I’m trying to ignore the hurt.
So, I turned on the radio, stupid song made me think of you.
I listened to it for minute, but then I changed it.
I’m getting a little bit stronger, just a little bit stronger.

And I’m done hoping that we could work it out. I’m done with how it feels, spinning my wheels, letting you drag my heart around.
And, oh, I’m done thinking that you could ever change. I know my heart will never be the same, but I’m telling myself I’ll be okay. Even on my weakest days, I get a little bit stronger.

Doesn’t happen overnight but you turn around and a month’s gone by and you realize you haven’t cried. I’m not giving you an hour or a second or another minute longer.
I’m busy getting stronger.

And I’m done hoping that we can work it out. I’m done with how it feels, spinning my wheels, letting you drag my heart around.
And, oh, I’m done thinking, that you could ever change. I know my heart will never be the same, but I’m telling myself I’ll be okay. Even on my weakest days, I get a little bit stronger.
I get a little bit stronger

Getting along without you, baby.
I’m better off without you, baby.
How does it feel without me, baby?
I’m getting stronger without you, baby.

And I’m done hoping we could work it out. I’m done with how it feels, spinning my wheels,l etting you drag my heart around.
And, oh, I’m done thinking that you could ever change. I know my heart will never be the same, but I’m telling myself I’ll be okay. Even on my weakest days, I get a little bit stronger.

I get a little bit stronger.
Just a little bit stronger.
A little bit, a little bit, a little bit stronger
I get a little bit stronger.

You said you needed a little time for my mistakes.
It’s funny how you used that time to have me replaced.
-JB

The past few days I have been happy about everything, which is a wonderful change from the last couple of weeks. I have come to realize how ridiculous it is to be upset over something you cannot change. My life is yet to take a complete turn, but this is a nice first step. :)