2. Learn to play guitar.
3. Visit a family member who lives in California.
4. Go to New Orleans.
5. Take a mechanics class/learn about engines.
6. Take a self-defense class.
7. Learn to swing dance.
8. Master bellydancing.
9. Learn other formal dances.
10. Publish something -- book, short story, or poem.
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13. Conquer my anxiety and its symptoms.
14. Become competent at sewing.
15. Do something of an activist nature -- participate in a protest or rally.
16. Learn to drive a stick shift.
17. Picnic in a pine forest.
So I've crossed another thing off my bucket list. I went to massage therapy school, loved it, met a lot of great people. Now I'm working as a massage therapist part-time at a chiropractor's office. I'm enjoying it very much.
I'm really working at becoming more comfortable in my own skin. It's taking me places I haven't even considered. I've re-evaluated my thoughts on everything from religion to sexuality. It's left me at a weird spot where I'm feeling more comfortable with myself, but too fragile to share with anyone but my hubby and closest friends.
I'd really like to share who I'm becoming with my family. I'd like to get to know them better, and conversely, them know me better. However, I'm already the oddball of my family as it is, without adding more elements to cast me in the role as different and that I sure have strayed from my raising's. Also, there are certain parts of my life I feel are private, and should remain that way. I guess I'll see what happens as I grow.
Also, I got another tattoo, which makes 2 for me now. I'm thinking of getting another one later on, plus some more piercings besides the industrial and eyebrow. Modifying my body is another way of my becoming more comfortable in my own skin.
My New Year's suggestion this year is to pay more attention to my blog, besides the incredibly sporadic writings I post now. I'm aiming at posting once a week -- we'll see how that pans out.
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