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Understanding who you are is the first step in becoming a better individual. The word “better” is relative, but that is perfect. We are talking about being an “individual” anyways.

One cannot simply be upset or self deprecating once they perceive they have failed in any way. Personally, I have struggled with alcohol addiction, and there is nothing worse than having one bad night, drinking, and then spending over a week reminding yourself of your failure of will.

Knowing that you are human, and that you will make mistakes seems so elementary, but it’s not.  Then again, knowing it is one thing; acknowledging it is something completely different.

I have made plenty of mistakes and continue to daily. Those choices of action, which BECAME mistakes, also became lessons. Lessons one can either learn and better oneself from, or a lesson that goes noticed but disregarded. We all have thousands of decisions to make daily. Every second we are making hundreds of seemingly unimportant decisions. It is ok to misinterpret at times, and make a wrong decision. It is less about your error and more about your recovery.

I am the furthest thing from perfect, but I am working at it. “Perfect”… Another relative term. Live for your own perfection. Individualize perfection. Once you are your own amazing you, share yourself with those around you. Never limit yourself. I am working on these things…

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What do you need to start a blog?

I guess personality would help. Then again, I don’t know if someone with multiple personalities would necessarily excel at “blogging”. Maybe they would. Do I just ramble on here a bit? If so, I am doing a good job.

Well, I guess I could start with a little about myself. I will try and be as true and honest with my assessment as possible. I’m 24 years old and I live in the great state of Texas. I moved here from California when I was 19, and have been looking for a way out ever since. Lazily looking, but still looking. I have a job as a mortgage loan officer and I sit in a cubicle as life goes on outside. On the scale of depressing places to work, I’d say its somewhere between Wal-Mart and a high school cafeteria*. That is a good enough breakdown for now, as the rest of me will be revealed as I go.

With that being said… Hello, world.

* – No offense to employees of said places.