Learning from my mistakes at the risk of being “that girl”
I am a reticent teacher, mentor, preacher and at some times…friend…
Because I see the advice I give, often based on my own experiences and think -
If someone came to me, years ago with the same point of view, I’d tell them a thousand different ways in which my situation, my boy, was different
Then again, I argue everything
Have I learned any real lessons myself?
I can now identify the patterns, the pitfalls and the ways in which to stop myself, yet I don’t always abide myself.
Either I am a glutton for punishment, a true Libra, I’ve learned nothing, or maybe it is okay to keep your heart open.
Still learning
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I am a victim of my patterns. But strangely even when I know I making the same mistakes - I rarely stop myself. I walk into complications with a smile on my face. Why? I guess I think to myself that my stupidity has given me some of the biggest smiles I have ever had
As well, for the time being no matter how repeatitious the patterns are - the situations and experiences are different and that makes me curious and fuels me. Maybe I am constantly digging a hole for myself….maybe I am wasting my time. But for the time being I like blindly throwing myself into things. For years I was safe…and that was far worse 
Did that make any sense?
That was May; this is late July. The ‘Learning from my mistakes”’ entry was somewhat cryptic but I guess we are to take it to mean that the bottle has now spun correctly for you. So is this the end of the podcast?
Ha! Keep an eye out…I have just been bad with finding time to edit. You’ll see