Please Like Me

Here it is.. I don’t like not being liked. I hear people say things like “I don’t care if you don’t like me, that’s just who I am”. And I want to be someone who lives by that, but sometimes I’m not. Sometimes I want to have lots of girlfriends to turn to, sometimes I want to be well known and liked when I walk into a room. My life feels so small, just me and my kids most of the time keeping to ourselves. Sounds pathetic and sad, I know. But stick with me, it’s going to get good!

Here’s a funny story: I was at Target and I saw a few people I knew from high school, I still keep up with them on Facebook so lets call them Internet friends. Instead of walking up and saying hello I TURNED AND RAN QUICKLY WALKED IN THE OTHER DIRECTION. I really hope they didn’t see me. My heart was racing and I was completely shocked by my reaction. But here I am complaining about wanting to be liked, and essentially having very few friends (who I hold near and dear to my heart), and I physically run from Internet Friends in my spare time. Makes total sense.

Somewhere in the last 4 years since my first child was born I became very introverted. But I recognize that running the other way won’t make friends. So today, if you’re in the same boat as me, I want to encourage you to take a step in the friend-making direction. Maybe that means joining a local MOPS group or finally talking to the other moms at the playground AND exchanging names and, dare I say, phone numbers! The only way to make sure people like me is to actually make friends first. I’ll go get right on that.


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