Advice

I have come to realize that I love to give advice! I give it to people all the time in all kinds of situations. When someone is having issues with trying to figure out what they want in life I tell them "What do you want to do?", "What will make you happy?"

Recently it has been about dating. I am always throwing out advice to my friends. "You should tell him how you feel!" "Just let him know you are into him!" "Don't beat around the bush, just lay it out straight."

The thing about advice...I am really awesome at giving it! But I suck at taking it! Things would be so much simpler if I took my own advice about everything! Seriously, if I just sucked it up and told the guy I like that I was into him...maybe things would move forward. If I sat down and wrote out my list of what I want in life and actually make a plan I would be well on my way to happiness right now. But no, I can't take my own advice because I always make myself see my life as being different than the people I give advice too. But, its not is it? Maybe I really should "suck it up" or "grow a pair" and take my own advice.

Or maybe I can take the easy way out and see how things turn out for my friends with my advice...but by time I see the outcome for that it could be too late for me to take a step forward right?

Okay, so maybe that is my real problem. Maybe I am stuck, standing still, not moving! Because I am just too afraid of putting myself out there. I am afraid of coming home broken and bruised and beat down. Though, isn't that what life is really about? Who comes out on top with the most bruises wins...right? Maybe I need a few new bruises and broken bones. Who knows, maybe I won't even have to get my heart shattered again!

Now that I really think about it, I think I stopped fighting a long time ago because I was so tired of fighting. It gets tiring after a while doesn't it? Of course that is where the saying "You can rest when you die" comes from. Oh my WOW! That saying just got a whole new meaning for me! I guess it is time I got off my butt (mentally and physically) and started fighting again. All wounds heal in the end.

To anyone who reads my blogs, stop resting, it is not time to rest. Now is the time to fight because now you are alive...so live!