Why a blog?

I give up, easily.
Anything. Everything.
Because of a lack of confidence.

People won't like me, laugh at me, think I'm stupid.
That is why my entire life I hid away, in dark clothes.
Black, dark blue or grey.
Anything to make me invisible.

I never used make-up in high school because I didn't know how.
My hair was always the same because I had no idea what to do with it (ponytail, tightly pulled back, in case you're curious).

When I was 18 I got married and I wanted a change.
I wanted the real me to come out.
But I still had no clue how.

At 26 I started this blog.
So that I wouldn't give up, wouldn't forget where I was going.

This is my journey, feel free to walk it with me, every step of the way.
All my failures, all my mistakes.
But also my winnings, my happy moments and my bliss.
I'll be honored to have you with me.

The mess in me needs the order in you

PersonalPosted by Fashiondisaster Tue, November 29, 2016 14:44:41
Opposites attract,
So they say,
Messy leans to organized,
Hectic to calm,
We search for that side,
That we seem to lack,
For ourselves,
In someone else.

My husband started talking about it,
What makes people connect to each other,
And makes them decide,
To give it a try,

I went blanc,
For a few moments,
I admit,
Who knows why?

Why do we think one guy is cute,
And the other is not,
What are the foundations for love,
For relationships?

Most girls have a wish list,
He has to be funny,
Or cute,
Or creative,
Or a real prince charming.

Aren't we putting ourselves up for disappointment,
With those lists?
When did we become a grocery shopping mom,
When it comes to men?

And when we find one,
We start picking about things,
We tare him apart,
Wanting to know everything about him,
His childhood,
And most of the time,
We don't really like what we hear,
"Ow, shé was very good at cooking, was she?",
That bitch.
Never met her,
Out of his life for ten years,
And still...
It stings.

It amazes me,
That men and women actually come together,
And can have a healthy relationship,
Because we are so damn different...

I think the key is,
To have some matching points,
Like it is in friendships,
You can't be friends with someone who thinks wildly different,
On something you value very high,
So don't expect it to work in a relationship,
When you want babies,
And marriage,
And he doesn't,
You're screwed.

You'll make him change his mind,
He'll come round,
You'll make him see,
But what if you don't?
Or even worse,
What if you do,
And he ends up hating you for it?

It are tricky things,
They make us question ourselves,
Am I really that boring,
Because I don't want to skydiving with him?
And they make us act,
In a way,
That we want to please the other person more,
Then we want to be ourselves.

When a relationship is good,
You will feel safe,
To be yourself,
Without being judged,
And the differences you have,
Either big or small,
Will be in the background,
The things you have in common,
Will come forward,
And make you feel loved.

Like you found an accomplice.

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