Pantone, converse, combat boots, marble
Pantone: short, feminine, 17 weeks pregnant. Long dark hair carefully straightened every day. Perpetually surprised eyes, light acne scarring from her teen years. Glittery gel nails and hillberg & burke earrings and sometimes a matching pendent. Quick to laugh. Easygoing, kind, generous to a fault. Short-tempered with her husband and close family. Greatly concerned with politeness. Protective of everyone and very naturally suited to motherhood. Much smarter than she gives herself credit for.
Converse: I absolutely am the type to spill my guts to someone I don’t know well provided it’s welcome from them. I’m pretty unconcerned about being judged but would be deeply mortified if I was being some TMI queen conversation hog.
Combat boots: Am I forgiving? Yes and no. I mean I don’t hold grudges and I can usually empathize with someone about why they decided to hurt me but those are functions of my ability to understand someone rather than whether or not I’d forgive them. I forgive someone acting out of pain and insecurity I guess, or someone who does something shitty that’s out of character. But I’m quite unforgiving in that I firmly believe that when people show you dark shit about themselves, those are consistent traits and you can either handle those qualities or you can’t. If you can’t, it’s not unforgiving to decline further contact. I also don’t think there’s much merit to being such a glutton for punishment that you continue to let the same person hurt you in the same ways over and over again. I think we teach people how to treat us.
marble: I answered this already but this time I’ll just say hope that I can feel better, both professionally and about my personal relationships.
