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About Me:: I'm blogging my way through my twenties, advocating for international special needs adoption and sometimes I have the attention span of a goldfish. I teach small children with special needs which is exhausting but amazing.

Fill in the blank: "People who like _________ will love my blog!": people named Molly, special needs, adoption, brownies, ADHD, life post-college.

What makes you different from other bloggers?: I advocate for special needs adoption and I make a mean batch of brownies

At 12:37pm on July 14, 2010, Hannah Sciurba said…: Consider yourself friended! <3

At 12:16pm on July 5, 2010, Pearl said…: http://titillatingventures.blogspot.com/

it's probably because i suck i don't know how the internet works. i'm a real winner.

At 10:04pm on July 1, 2010, Amanda Abella said…: Welcome to 20sb!
Amanda
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At 9:58pm on June 25, 2010, El Diablo Blanco said…: I don't know, common sense tells me things sometimes. Welcome, though. 20sb is pretty great, and you'll surely find a ton of interesting folks. I'm gonna go read your blog now. Have a nice day.

At 11:42am on June 25, 2010, Jeffrey said…: Oh I don't think I could pick one if I tried. I work for a theatre company and a ballet company. They both have major ties with an opera company. I spend hours in museums. I read until 3 in the morning. I just couldnt pick one. How about yourself?

At 11:27am on June 25, 2010, Philly Girl said…: glad to know i'm not alone in my desire for the timeless "asking for permission from the father."

At 9:56am on June 25, 2010, Estelle Nagel said…: But seriously thanks for following the blog, nice to meet you

At 9:56am on June 25, 2010, Estelle Nagel said…: Spazz Numbers between Mormonism and Scientology are: 1- Mormonism 2 - Extreme Mormonism or Mormon20; 3 - Angry Atheism;4 - Magic 8 ball; 5 - Raptor Jesus; 6 - Taking the horroscope seriously; 7 - Magic Mushrooms; 8 - Crossing over with John Edward; 9 - Deepak Chopra and 10 is Scientology. I think. I'm not sure. Between you and me I just make this shit up. It's not like...SCIENCE or anything...

At 12:01am on June 25, 2010, Lexi said…: It's definitely tough. It took me many years- it wasn't all just spurred on by him... I was also in therapy for many years as a teenager to learn to accept myself and deal with some emotional issues I was having (I was badly bullied which lead to depression) and it wasn't until many years on that the things I learned in therapy were actually applied. He was basically the kick in the ass that made me wake up and realize that I didn't have to put up with it and from there I began to apply the things I'd learned about acceptance. I'm one of those people who's ridiculously hard on themselves- I have to catch myself, take a breath (or a break) and just say "whatever" sometimes. (A drink usually helps that too.) If I sat there and reflected on every single thing I do, every single day, I'd spend my life mortified. Instead, I try to look at things I've done and turn them into something positive by learning something from it. Okay, I said this and that happened. Lets not do that again. I'm at the point now where I wouldn't change anything I've been through no matter how distressing or cringeworthy it is. I also know that when I get to the point where I'm so stressed out that I've hit hysteria, I become the funniest person on earth to everyone else and eventually I have to just crack and laugh at myself too.

At 11:47pm on June 24, 2010, Lexi said…: yay!! I'm not the only one! hehe. But in all seriousness, it wasn't until I was with my ex that I learned not to care anymore. He cared TOO much about how everyone saw us- it was a life of constantly trying to keep up with the jones', always having to have the best, live in the nicest apartments etc. and it was exhausting. It was living a lie. and he'd constantly go on at me about how I was too socially awkward... finally, I'd had enough one day and just dug my heels in and said "you know what? why am I trying to impress all these people I don't even give 2 shits about, just to make HIM happy? I am who I am. And if he can't love me for that then oh well." and I ended up leaving a few months later. I found out who my true friends were and they've given me the strength and support to accept those things in my personality (as well as helped me through one of the roughest times in my life and keep me positive through it all.)