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Why It’s Ok Not To Care All The Time

Maybe it’s because I’m 7 months away from being 30, or maybe it’s because I’m getting to the point where I don’t care as much as what people think, or maybe I’m just becoming a jaded crass nurse (hahaha)…but I’m learning to not care as much what people think.

Is that such a bad thing?

First of all, I electrocuted myself whilst trying to paint. I even put it up on Facebook, then I texted Andrew..who wikipedia-ed the major outcomes of such a stupid choice…which is a fatal heart attack. (the black section, yes, behind the light switch where all the wires feed into is something I willingly touched…it was a stupid decision. I wouldn’t recommend it to anyone!)

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I knew I was ok. But he insisted that I visit the Emergency Room (ED in Australia). Which I did.

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Total bill…189.00.

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I don’t care what people think about public health care. I’m happy to pay 189.00 to live in a country which supports socialised health. Because it’s a right.

I also decided to get some bangs (fringe, if you live in Australia). I walked into the hair dresser and asked for Taylor Swift bangs..umm I mean fringe (she’s Australian, and bangs sounds crass).

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I don’t care if you don’t like bangs..I do however care that in the morning I look even more like a hot mess. Bangs require management daily.

I have decided to put my hand up to work in the new cardiac unit, which meant I had to take a week long trip up to ‘the big smoke’ aka city 1.5 hours drive. I love me some old-school Dixie Chicks.

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I don’t care if you don’t like country, but whatever old-school music you like should be sung at the highest volume you can sign at. Promise.

It’s valentines day. This is what I’d like.

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I don’t care if you like red roses, I don’t. So I have suggested *hint* *hint* that this would be a fabulous choice from the local flower shop. “Is that the flower shop ran by the two gay guys?”…yes baby, and don’t you forget it 😉

What I’m learning is that I have to begin to watch what my mind says. What words I use. How I think about life, where it’s taking me, and how I interact with it and other people.

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I have to learn and realise that I can’t and won’t be able to please everyone. That I need to care about people, but can’t always take on board how they choose to react to things in life. It’s a hard lesson, because for most of my life I forgot to care about myself in order to make everyone around me happy by meeting their demands.

Sometimes, it’s ok not to care. It’s not that I don’t care, it’s that I don’t have to take on more than I can handle…and more than I want to give away. We all have choice in this, and the realisation that you can set yourself free from others judgement and the should’s of your life doing, I think is a monumental and essential aspect of growing up no matter what age you are.

Mish xo

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4 thoughts on “Why It’s Ok Not To Care All The Time

  1. I believe that if we hide are true “self” in order to please, or have people like us; all we do is cheat ourselves and those who would fall in love with our true weirdness. We cheat ourselves out of what may be our true path. Other people always have opinions on what you should do with your life, but it is “their” truth for you coming from “their” hearts, seeing from “their” eyes. Your “Higher Power” aka “God” has given you the ability to walk your path in all your uniqueness. Not that you asked, but one word of advice…when things feel “off” or I am feeling shattered, discombobulated, or confused, I simply throw up my hands and verbally ask, “what do you want me to learn from this? I’m listening God, just let me know”. Then be very still. Feel it, listen for that inner voice. You will not go wrong.

  2. I love this post Michelle! While you are on leave from facebook will you continue to write posts? Otherwise I will have to have some emails!!!!!

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