Live, Love, and Line Dance

Ok so I'm probably about to piss a couple people off but I don't really care at this point. I am done listening to people complaining about tattoos & piercings AND I am just as tired of all the tatted up and pierced folk getting all defensive about it! To each his own i know and agree but still we all need to have our limits. To an extend both kinds of people have crossed the line. Now let me make this clear before y'all start calling me a hater or claim I am favoring one side over the other- I love tattoos and want one of my own AND I also love piercings(i married a guy with both sooo yeah). But the truth of the matter is some tattoos and some piercings can screw up your career opportunities and some just make people uncomfortable! I mean lets be honest here- some people have some very crude, disgusting, and/or vulgar tattoos! I mean come on people be a little more respectful here! If you MUST have it put it somewhere you can cover up- but also think of it this way

Growing up I pretty much constantly lived a lie... I told people what they wanted to hear, I showed them what they wanted to see, and I made myself who they wanted me to be. Very few people I would say "knew me" and that is even a stretch. My own family, the people who should know me better than anyone since they lived with me and raised me, didn't even know half of the things I had been going through or doing. Lying was such a huge part of my life that it was second nature to me- I lied as if it were breathing- even when I didn't want to. But before I knew it a new lie was coming out of my mouth.  This was partially due to the fact that I was scared of people getting close to me or judging me. I had gotten myself into some bad situations during my Highschool years and I trusted no one. I also had moved a lot and the constant "get attached than forced to be detached" caused me to just want to be alone.  And than everything changed... Spring 20

Live, Love, and Line Dance- the motto that has pretty much kept me going... So often I here of people saying they want to stop breathing, or they have given up on love, or nothing makes them feel alive or happy... And if I am being 100% honest- I have had all those same thoughts before as well. This blog isn't me trying to fix other peoples lives or say my life is better or worst than someone else... This is me, sharing bits of my life, and reaching out to anyone who is willing to read, and possibly share a story or two themselves... I have tried this whole blog thing about 3 times now and just never got any viewers so I never kept up with them. But in light of recent events, I realized how much writing helps me think, and I figured this is one way to get my thoughts down on paper and maybe even let a couple other people know that they are not alone. I will discuss how I, a 19 year old newly wed who is trying to figure out where God is trying to take her in life, stays hopeful