January 26:

What is your favorite part about yourself?

First of all, that question sounds wrong. Like, gramatically speaking. It should either say “favorite part of yourself” or “favorite thing about yourself“. I lean toward the latter because the first one sounds like it’s asking for a body part. Which is a totally valid question, too, but I’m pretty sure that’s not the intention here.

Anyway.

My favorite thing about myself?

It’s definitely my inspiring positivity.

*laughter* *wipes tear from eye*

Seriously, though, this is a very difficult question for me. I hate myself. I have trouble finding anything good about myself. To to pick a favorite, honestly, I’m choosing from nothing.

My usual fallback answer to questions like this is my intelligence. But when I think about that, I realize that I have more book smarts than life smarts. I wouldn’t want to be less great at math (or grammar), but I wish I was better at life. So I don’t think my intelligence is my favorite thing about myself. It’s flawed.

Maybe it’s that I’m open. But I sometimes think I’m too open, so that’s out.

Maybe it’s that I’d do anything for my kids. But I think I fail them too often, so that’s definitely out.

Maybe it’s my creativity/artistic ability, but when I look around, I see so much that’s better than anything I could do, so this is also out.

Oh. I’ve got it!

It’s my sense of humor. And my sarcasm (which I think is the basis for much of my humor).

I’m sure not everyone gets me, but I know I’m funny. Sometimes, I feel like it’s all I have. If I don’t laugh, I’ll cry. Granted, I often cry, but I still can laugh. I’ve said this many times: if my sense of humor ever disappears, then you’ll know I’m really in trouble because that means I’ve got nothing left.

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I can’t speak to their character, but my favorite part of these guys? Arms and abs.

p.s. — My favorite part of myself would be my eyes. I also like my hair. Most days. 

p.p.s. — I have managed to turn what should be a positive post into, um, something else. I don’t love that about myself, but I suppose it’s a talent. “Able to make anything depressing!” I’m a fucking superhero. You’re welcome.

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