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No Pressure: A Salty and Maybe Slightly Sassy Spiel

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You dare me to do it; I say nope. 🤨 

You say that’s how it’s done; I show you how it’s REALLY done. 😅 

No options? I can come up with twenty plans hundreds of times more ingenious. 🧐 
I refuse to do or believe anything "just because". 

Dead or alive, I like doing my thing. 🤩 

Or maybe I’m just super anti-social and don’t care what the party wants? 🙁 

Rebel or rude or right? 

I like thinking before doing, and then doing, too 😉
Just not the same sort of doing as you would do 😆 

Tradition or fashion; I don’t care. Why should I? There’s no growth in being the same. There’s no fun in never knowing why others are the same. 

It’s not about why I don’t care; I’m asking why you don’t care about what I care about? 

It’s a matter of opinion until it comes to this ... and in this, I say all that matters is my opinion. 

My way or the highway ... I’ve chosen BOTH. 

Life is more than sentiment; it’s living. 

Sentiment becomes games, games grow old and silly. Life is more than a game. It’s laughing at the game and cheating the board by making new rules and following those instead.

I don't do traditions. I don't do dares. I don't do expectations unless they are God's. 

That's not to say that I don't do anything. 

Some days I feel like I do more than all those that stress the tradition, accept the dares, live by the expectations. But on those same days I know I am living life fuller, more satisfied. 

Yes, I am weird. Yes, I am opinionated. Yes, there are those who don't like me. Yes, there are many who refuse to associate with me for fear of contamination. Yes, some call me controversial and crazy and conspiratorial and they don't mean it as a compliment. 

But tell me this, do you not experience equal negativity as you live how they tell you to? 

There's no pleasing man and his rules. 
There's no escaping hate and rejection. 
There's no end of more expectations to fulfill. 

I know you feel the frustrations telling you to give up. 

I'm saying, don't give up ... I'm saying, follow a better path where none of that defines you. 

I don't say, stop caring, I say, start caring about what really matters. 

Can you do that?
It's still not easy. 
It still hurts; it's still hard. 

But I'm telling, you, it's the way to live. 


P.S. My six months in Germany have come to an end, and I'm returning to USA this weekend. I still have a few more German posts to share, though, over the course of the next few months! 

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  1. Wow! Your six months in Germany went by fast! Hope you have an easy time readjusting in the U.S

    Live life like you would want it to (within reason)- quote which summarizes how people should live their lives.

    Loren | plaidandsugar.blogspot.com

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    1. Sooo fast! But ah it's so full of so many worthwhile lessons and memories.

      I agree 100%! As long as God doesn't hate it, then I believe He LOVES it when we step away from destiny and callings and pave a beautiful path uniquely ours, yet glorifying God in that we were first His creation 😁

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  2. I love this. So happy you shared

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  3. Six months, wow that was fast! :)

    astordetective.blogspot.com

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  4. You're back! Glad that you are safe! I always annoy my sister because I never do dares, either. ;p

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