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  Hey old friends and new people I've never met. I'm Tall Brunette-  I lurk here sometimes and have done so for years.

     while my old blog is gone, I've started a new one that is a more honest, stripped down blog. 

 See, what happened is that I became guilty of what most bloggers in this age bracket do:

      I started thinking I was an expert on something/anything/everything/life.

 I'm kind of over this blogging craze where so many twenty-somethings pretend they have the answers to what ails us.  I get frustrated at those bloggers who feel like they've got it so together, they feel the need to tell the rest of us how to do it.   What so many of them neglect to add in there is that (I'm willing to bet money on this. I'm broke so it doesn't matter) is that 99% of them didn't do it alone.  They had parents to help them. Or someone else.

 

  We are in our twenties, and while some of us have done alright for ourselves, what about the portion of us who have monumentally fucked up, or have never really started living?

 

   Not everyone has traveled the world (I have, but that's not the point. I'm broke because of it) and not everyone has their shit figured out.  And more to the point, not all of us are capable of writing "it's all gonna be ok, it will all work it's self out, this too shall pass," type blogs.    It seems to be a trend lately that people are consoling themselves with their blogs if they are even brave enough to publicly own up to their imperfections-  the ones that aren't cute. 

 I'm not talking about a rogue freckle or funny birthmark. I'm talking about fucking up royally.  Quitting school and working a job you hate but feel like you have no other choice. I'm talking about credit card debt, divorce, moving back in with mom and dad, poor economy, bankruptcy, the tragic world of unsuccessful dating (especially when you really KNOW its you, and not them). I'm talking about over eating and drinking too much and not having any cool stories to tell about it because you do it on your own.

 

 

  I'm talking about real life.

    I have one.  It's not perfect. There aren't really many perfectly constructed and pretty pictures in this blog. There aren't a lot of home decor suggestions and my recipes usually include Budweiser and Ramen noodles of sorts.

 

   I'm not hiding behind my blog anymore.  It's out there. The real life of a broke-ass, recently moved home, returned to school, debt swamped, sarcastic, slightly bitter, but honest twenty something in Portland Oregon.   It's not all glamour here in the northwest. We aren't all Liberal tears and Hipster Glitter.  Most of us are broke and hiding from bill collectors at the local Co-op or microbrewery.

 

   If you're at all interested and you relate to this at all, feel free to check out my blog.  

 http://www.harpndime.wordpress.com

 

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nothing wrong with writing something that comes from the heart and is sincere but I personally love an uppity blog.  It's just me.  I won't waste much time reading about how lame your life is unless you're writing about how much you're learning from it.  I just prefer inspirational (even if fake sometimes) and positive blogs. 

so sue me.

Hmm that is interesting. I know all to well about fucking up, but I don't think people who have help from their parents or whatever are exempt from fucking up. Trussst me. Having to much of a good thing is never good.

 

BUT, why CAN'T a 20 something year old have success? I don't think you need to fuck up to be considered to be living in the "real world" I know ALOT of twenty somethings that did everything right, went to school, finished their degrees, now have amazing jobs, have excellent bf's/gf/husbands/wives, they still have everyday struggles as we all do, but in general they done pretty goood. I wish I was one of them...

 

But yet again, I don't see how it matters if you fucked up or if you didn't to get wherever it is you wanna get to or you're at. Being optimistic helps is a lot better than constantly pitying yourself. I think people look down upon others who did everything the right way, we should be encouraged by them not faulting them for not doing anything tremendously wrong in their lives.

 I don't think i ever said anywhere in my post that 20 somethings CAN'T have it all or do it all right. I also don't think I said anywhere that I PITY myself.   Who said being realistic ISN'T being optimistic?

    Optimism doesn't always mean I feel like farting a rainbow after getting a speeding ticket I won't be able to afford to pay and wrapping up my post about it with "Oh well! Life is AMAZING, isn't it? I'm so glad I'm alive today. Tomorrow will be a giant unicorn erection and I'm gonna smother you with proverbs and adages until you believe me."

 

    'nuff said.

 

  Though, I don't think it would hurt to check out the style.  As people have said before, they may disagree with my original post, but they end up liking the actual blog.

 

xoxo

Maybe this has been said in the replies already but I'm not really in the mood to read everyone else's no doubt fantastic replies which are going to make my shittier mood even more amplified.

I generally throw the happy-go-lucky blogs into the "only if I want to hate on people" pile. I can't deal with people always seeing the bright side. Give me the "I'm a fuck up can you believe I am repeating this whole thing again" shit. Unless it's with boyfriends/girlfriends. Then I just want to do some connecting of walls and heads.

Just me.

Maybe I missed the point. But I like your blog.

thanks.  Well, I think heartbreak is a common part of life.  

   Though I reference it, I try to move past it sometimes.

  There are plenty of other issues to address that don't involve dysfunctional relationships.  Like my horribly embarrassing collection of flannel shirts.

  It's not a pity party.  It's just not "look how amazing I am!"  or "Look how much I know about this and this and this..." or "I'm going to preach at you about how to do it right."

 

 It's just "look bitch. I'm not perfect.  My life is real.  I don't have to be a young success story to have something of value to say, nor do i need to preach to my peers about how to do it right.  I'm just getting through it the best I can along with the other 90% of us humble fuck ups.   Let's scrape ourselves off the pavement together and not take ourselves too seriously."

 

  'nuff said.

Now following! I understand where you were coming from.
Hurrah! :) Thanks love. xoxo

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