Abby and the Beanstalk (entry no.21)

 Today's a good day for me, I'm glad cuz I definitely needed one. I've been feeling a bit gloomy these last couple of days if you couldn't tell from my latest entries. Hope it didn't rub off and bring other people's mood down. Emotions are contagious and I don't want someone else to feel sad simply because I do, I don't think it's fair. It's funny how we as humans are so often like that, we'll let you cry on our shoulder no problem but are so hesitant to cry on someone else's. 

I have good friends with strong sets of shoulders. They'll listen to me rant about the same problem over and over. I don't think we are truly friends unless you've seen me cry at least once. But enough about crying, the sun is shinning and summer drink days are back at McDonald's. Since my parents do all the grocery shopping for our house, I honesty didn't realize how bad inflation has gotten until I saw the prices for summer drinks at McDonald's. Now only a small ice coffee or fountain drink is a dollar while small frappes and smoothies are three dollars, ARE YOU SERIOUS. This is absurd and I for one am utterly repulsed. 

Long gone are the days of a one dollar LARGE fountain drink and a two dollar MEDIUM frappe and smoothie. What makes me angrier is the fact that McDonald's will continue to abuse my wallet and take my money cuz I cannot for the life of me stay away from their iced coffee and vanilla chai frappes. I take comfort in knowing that I have the app so at least my iced coffees will always be a dollar this summer regardless of the size. Still, I feel like I'm being robbed. This actually is the perfect segue for the next topic I wanted to address which is the difference between giving up and walking away. Actually maybe that's not a smooth transition at all, but this is my blog and I make the rules.

To give up is always viewed as something negative, it's like saying "it is what it is" regardless of whether or not you've tried your best. Meanwhile, to walk away is to say "I'm worth more than what I am trying to accomplish, I'm done" if you walk away it means you gave it your all and still weren't able to get the result you wanted thus telling you it's time to move on. But how do we know if we gave something our all? As a perfectionist, that is a question I ask myself a lot and as a result I struggle to walk away because it feels like the same thing as giving up. I can't differentiate the two which is ironic since I literally just explained the difference a few sentences ago. 

How do you walk away from something when you've told yourself for so long that's it's attainable, that it's everything you'll ever need? When you've told yourself a lie for so long that you now whole-heartily believe it. I feel like Jack and the magic beanstalk, I got scammed and sold the family cow for some magic beans that were just some regular old frijoles cocidos. Nonetheless, I planted them anyways and look out my window every morning expecting a giant beanstalk and get disappointed when there is nothing there.

You're still here? Meet me at entry no.22 :)

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