the languages.

I have had a few friends who have recently pushed me to open up. Asked me questions that made me analyze my thoughts and behaviors. Who have helped me trust that splurting out my emotions won't kill me. I love listening to other, and I love giving advice and helping my friends discover and overcome obstacles in their lives. But when the tables are turned and it is my turn to open up, I feel like a burden on them. Why should they have to listen and deal with the things that I am feeling? But why would they ask me what's wrong, and sit there waiting for me talk, if they didn't care? If they didn't want to help, and be a shoulder for me to lean on? I feel like I am figuring out A LOT about myself lately. The last 4 months or so. With the loyalty and companionship, and bullying of my friends, I am discovering new aspects of myself that I need to weed out and change, and some that I need to open up and embrace! The biggest thing would probably be the fact that I am beautifully and wonderfully made - embrace embrace embrace embrace! Today I stopped by M.Farms starbucks to pick up some stuff for my store, when I got a huge compliment from a wonderful woman (smiles). She told me that she is seeing a change in me, that I am learning to be okay with who I am. Raw and Real. She said she can actually see a new light in my eyes! I don't think she realized how much her words impacted me, but did they ever! Then I was on the phone with a friend last night and we were talking about love languages, and I really couldn't place what love language I like receiving. I know that what I give, is the language of gifts, but after a lot of thought I realize that I need to hear words of affirmation. I never feel more secure than when someone speaks peace and love into my life. (smiles) That's enough word vomit for the day!